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KOOL KEITH lyrics : "Women Turn On Your T.V."

[Kool Keith]
Don't hurt 'em - don't hurt 'em
Kool Keith... yeah

New York City in the house
California in the house
Texas in the house

Miami in the house

Forget sneakers that look like hot dogs

Yo fam, you hear me chewin your chicken gizzards
I'm more reptile than 10 of your Timberland boots
is worth one pair of my lizards

Just order your two-piece Kentucky Fried to go
That watch on your arm you said it was real? You lied you know
Actin like a Spanish guy goin crazy over one girl

The latest thing in New York - overprotective insecure $$#hole
A J-Lo lookalike with a Burger King stomach
Man go ahead and hide your ho, my flow hit Mexico

And enter Puerto Rico like Tego
Rewind no fast forward, a lot of stamps on my passport


[Chorus x2: Kool Keith]
Woman turn on your TV, channel 7, ABC News, don't you see me?


[Kool Keith]
So what you didn't vote for me, I'm Congress
My pee stains tag your white Dodge Magnum

Make the girls come out and say what's that on your armrest?
Security forces, ask the fire department I alarm best
With overcooked mushrooms, and turnips

I woke my kids up, y'all tryin to battle me all night
Suckers went to bet on the pro
9 million rappers, fell asleep with cigarettes in they hand

Let they babies burn up
Your girl ain't payin attention, who that on the bell?
Yo let my cousin Verne up

Alright, y'all get enough to build your concern up
Adjust your football game, break your PlayStation controls
Y'all know my highs, gorillas can't feel my lows

Cineplex status

[Chorus x1.5]


[Kool Keith]
Remember I'm Boston, they Bernie Williams

With a sweat over your ties, two outs in the 9th inning
Most of y'all stuck in Jeapordy
I answer you quick, shock you like Ken Jennings

You can't touch the mic lookin like the face on the penny
Goin against nuclear power
Marble floors with ceramics, I defecate in your shower

It's not about comin off the head of the !@*^s
My job is to make a foe write one verse for 30 hours
No fancy restaurants, and botanical gardens

A lot of guys with fake talk
I see 'em all out there with pink GMC trucks
Hand another man flowers, my competition wear haltertops

And sport backs with a lot of powder
Change your exits, comin up the road on your navigation
Meets the rerouter


[Chorus x2.5]

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