Sex Style

"yeah, kool keith should keep it real
He should rap about space and mars..."

[kool keith]
Yo, i'm tired of looking at everybody. same boots, skully hats in
90 degree weather, looking to get into clubs for free. i'm not
Smoking blunts, or looking for jazz records at the roosevelt.

I left new york, the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats, that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with r&b
A million rappers, some clones trying to sound like me
Biting my space styles, biting my horror-core
All i saw was kool keiths on my thaw
Record companies had g'd-off all my royalties
Watching vinyl spin, local groups' wack mc's
Some try to rap with that perpetrate mobster crap
Karl kani jeans, fat stomachs in the limosines
Mixtapes by wack dj's adds doo doo play
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion
On videos out of town, peoples buy confusion
Rolling high with cash pulled over down my eye
Since i've been out, y'all can't see

Chorus:
Is the world made of plastic?
Is the city buried in dreams? (yeah)
Is the world made of plastic?
Cause that's the way is seems (owww)

Watching tv so bored, while imbiciles hold the mic cord
Graffiti playgrounds are played out, yo how'd that sound?
Army fatigues are weak, is for the minor leagues
No rapping cyphers or brothers in the rented benz
Crews on stage, acting hard with a thousand friends
I saw the place turn plastic, crackers looping beats
People with no deals, walkmen rappin on the streets
I turned my back, 90% of the city sounded wack
Payola scams switched dj's like a rubber band
Everybody clear with beats trying to be premier
Clearing samples, your sp-12 fake examples
My money grows with green from my own label
While you act rich with no cash on the bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact i packed my bags, and listened to e-40
Mac mall, c-bo, and other rappers you don't know
You're narrow-minded and styles of mind you won't find it
My sound proceeds with moog and undertone bass
No comic gimmicks with beats rapping in my face
I come back real, solid rock razor steel
Tap your program, show the world i'm the man
You copy poppa large, the industry is large

Chorus x2

As i do see sorta rugged wack beer commercials
Some rappers are bought and puppeteered like the ninja turtles
From manhattan i heat up, yo light up times square
I make noise like open high hats on your cheap snare
No promotional shows, girls wear corn rows
People with hooded sweaters on crack keep me on my toes
I walk with straw hats, fake glasses in the projects
Bring my ghost image so tense on the line of scrimmage
Playing my numbers, waiting for the five to come
Spaghetti out the window, people acting dumb
Fire hazards wake the neighbors, your family's nosy
I come and go as i please on blockhead mc's
You bought new sneakers, no car, scrambling on the corner
I'm not the star you are, the city's fallen far
By mechanism, you're on my tip
Stay off my penis, you've duplicated me for years

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you are the one

Chorus x2

Yeah girl
I've been checkin out big willie keith
He been trickin a lot of bills on me
Mmm-hmm!
I think i'ma show him somethin tonight
A lap dance i would say
Yeah, that's what i'ma do
Yeahhhh..

[kool keith]
I'm like a freak from hunts point, the bronze and the gold
Wear my drawers in tight mode, naked with no coat
Walkin around, i see youse about to lose her
That honey with white boots, and hair like medusa
Brown-skin fine, i drink her body like wine
And throw the wax on it, and watch two cheeks shine
I drunk a forty, i'm up in here feelin naughty
I like the go-go girl, go 'head work it shorty
I got no time to trick, on the average girl
I'm in paradise, caught up, in the booty world
And for you regular honies, tryin to play fly
I ain't no chemical no bank in your human eye
I like my spot, everybody's butt naked
Pump with g-strings, watchin hot momma shake it
I got my beer, viewin from the back rear
Yo brotherman, pass it right over here
I got to ease off the stress, like a eight to five
Keepin it real vexed, them panties wanna get live
Change the pace up, yo jimmy turn the bass up
Yea yeah yeahhhh

Chorus: kool keith + girl (repeat 2x)

Yo baby (whassup?)
Don't crush it when you sit upon it
(yo baby) whassup?
(don't rush it when i sit upon it)

[kool keith]
I see you scopin me, the fourth time you cut your eye
Left the brother to catch wreck, then tell the man goodbye
I'm next on the menu, runnin up and in you
With seven rubbers on me, don't try to discontinue
We gots to bump and grind, crank up the r. kelly
Delicious kickin, no leather like i'm fonzarelli
I order two drinks to think, while you show me pink
Summer eve breeze and woo when it don't stink
I'm in the mix, like funky-master flex
I'm shootin gizm, then after you can pick up next
I watch you shake it, like palm trees in california
Now you a lady, mature and i'm rubbin on ya
I got my phantom mask, i'm on the dolo
I slipped in my tipton, bonin sweetie look like yo-yo
She had a good time, knees bent in the chair
She said, "get wild - i like it when you pull my hair"
I gave her cream, and rubbed it on her black boots
I see a packed house in different color body suits
I'm in the front row, chillin on the down low
Checkin her dogstyle, she's ??
I'm from the back kid, smooth with tons of grease
Denver and texas, and cali on back to east
She hittin switches, and watch she make it lowride
Zoot, zoot, zzzzzzzt

Chorus 1.5x

[kool keith]
It's three o'clock, the morning shift's about to come
Watchin goldie lapdance, that grey hiney ain't no slum
I gets my workout, my slickest hand from every angle
She's on the job right, cutiepie sippin tango
I gotta peel for real, a hundred dollar bill
I'm comin straight up, and not for a breakfast meal
This ain't no burger king, this ain't no white castle
Not like some ugly girls in bentleys tryin to give a hassle
I like the slot machine, bustin nuts mean
Slippery wet lubrication like valvoline
I'm pullin nylon, yo dead up g, to the side
Feelin soft flesh, i'm hard, i'ma let her ride
Jump up and down, get live like house of pain
Leavin em so wet, the silk with a tan stain
I reach a climax, she's happy with her orgasms
Go on girl!

Chorus 2x

[kool keith]
I'm known to fence ya with my black mask, mc's go to hell

[noggin nodders]
And i'm the obtuse, and acute guy
I'm known as motion, noggin nodder

[kool keith]
My flow is so dark, i open coffins like i'm dracula

[noggin nodders]
And i'm that kid who raps about, who what?
That guy, whatever
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)

[kool keith]
I put my mask on, another night for the phantom
I got the halloween jack-o-latern
Yo ?, i know some kids funny silly putty playdoh
They wanna step to farms, and build a hay dough
I drag bodies on down the yellow brick road, like leprechauns
I come in comet killer mode
Yo grab your neck and your mail
With a wic check, plus i inspect my roots
And walk in naked, with spirits and ouija board
I shake-n-bake it naked, like betty crocker
I use a black marker, i draw your face in a sketch
Like a artiste
Two broken arms from my shoulder have a piece
Yum yum, you know you welcome, come in dumb-dumb
Hey what's that smell down there? look in the basement
Two eyes missin, next day, where your face went?
With dolly parton music playin in my pickup truck
My gold sandwich, a swigger liquor chewin duck
I got no taste, no salt, i need mayonnaise
I'm lookin at tv, lookin for good love, and some lovin

[noggin nodders]
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)

Deckin in chins, to knock a rapper, he's bawlin bro
Off in my timbs, i makes an exit
As ill i cut the cheese and step from forks
That's when i'm superdot
I kicks an offer with terms, unpatterened knowledgist
A species unkind when human three minds, one head
That brother took the alley (i followed him) he's dead
He's datin yakos alli (she's awful) gives head
Say what? your coat is red, he's just a white guy, i know
He likes marijuana, i like, holding his bitch
Make giggles in the sauna, rap when i swerve, ?? bpbpbpbpbpb
Hey bud, i got your phone number i called you hung up
You push * 69, you broke into a cold and hot sweat
That's no address of mine, you reached some mortuary
You're talkin to an empty box, i'm gettin away
I'm gettin away, i'm gettin away

We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)

[kool keith] + (noggin nodders)
I creep in cutlass, my orange my blue, my black self green
The robot yo six-fo', you buggin lookin mean
(yeah, we pay no mind to eyeballs, and kids as rivals)
We got our money in stacks, you bet your chicken shirt
With massive ammo, the fools out there don't want no work
(with massive ammo, the fools out there don't want no work)
This ain't no movie, no play, you in a matinee
I'm watchin screens of your dreams, you actin everyday
Playin a part that you actors can't play
Yo he's perpetratin, gettin burnt like slab bacon

[noggin nodders]
My days are numbered nitwit, i work in ? spot
My sherm's ill as liquid, i mix it up in big pot
And takes the top off, and adds a drop off
And laughs my ass off, and cakes in my part would rather
I wrap a new bomb, it's serious
I lost my mind, yo help me find it

[noggin nodders]
We pull the drawers off girls who (sly, we fly)
We washin gold and silver (sly, we fly)
We walk in clubs with sneakers (sly, we fly)
We look out windows and stare (sly, we fly)
We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly)
And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly)

[kool keith]
Yeah, changin four years in a flow (that's right)
How many you got? (that's right)
What you think about that girl over there?
What you think about the kid comin up the blonde?
What you think about keith walkin down the block?
Same girl at my bed
Pringles fun?
Give me a couple bucks
How much we need to take in at the party tonight?

Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy

[kool keith]
I know this girl with her own crib, in isolation
She's from puerto rico, half-black on vacation
Fine freak with thongs on, whup me every week
Panties in service, the big two's make her nervous
Hey boo, here's lollipops, i'ma give em too you
Bang you nice backdoors, i'ma scrape the floors
Look at your personal, silk on the camcorder
Then hit bedsprings, my thumb's on the tape recorder
With big cups of cristal, i'ma spank her well
If i lick you there, my girlfriend, i'ma tell
Rock your boots, and leave my style written on your cooch
With rubber demands, condoms in your soft hands
I got plans for booty work to catch a lapdance
That skirt is workin, and by myself, i be jerkin..
.. on to the chorus
I want that purple cadillac with the lime green ragtop, yeah

Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy (3x)

She got me open, like two big scoops of raisin bran
Watchin adult films, i'm part time her freak man
Thinkin how she's cute, i got my mask on my eye
Lickin splits that switch and change her whole voice pitch
"ayyy papi, why you go so low?"
I got scuba divin skills, the pros, stay below
Authorizin a sign, she reflects with pantylines
She got her hair done, apartment two the girl is mines
Trippin down the pants, she's wearin spandex
And flower dresses, the booty to the max apex
I'm on my way, with guinness stout everyday
Jodeci tapes, h-town, not bring 4play
Couches are plush, no quickies ladies don't rush
You know my flavor, lubricated bareback
Stroke to get live, you melt down, when i tap the sack
Like kojak, detective, i got your contraceptive
I know your perspective, if you get picked, i'm selective
Rubbin you down, in baths, calgon bound
You lookin sexy smilin, in that soft nightgown
Baby love it when i blow bubbles, kiss her stomach
She's a dimepiece, i popped up, on the east
The lady is ready, tell duke i'ma rock her steady

Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy (3x)

Tight bm, she wanna give me her w
Take me shoppin, do what i want to, do it when i want to do
I play the game right, work out that back tonight
Disco lights beam, dancin at southside
She got her lingerie on, sippin on ?
Emotional status, i'm puttin tongues to the baddest
Bitin the peaches, cherries open on the beaches
I got her turned out, screamin in the bleachers
Eatin ?, her friends are mad gettin jealous
Blockin my great view, some knucklehead's down too
Who is it wizard? i got the address i'ma visit
Go down solo, she workin night, at the gogo
New york city ampex, she pays for my reels
She's admire me, her pockets with tons of bills
She lookin good comin from work
I hope she bought me a pair of them expensive ? reels

Lovely lady, girl you drive me crazy (4x)

[kool keith]
Yeah.. so you called me last night
You was kinda confused huh?
You didn't know what to do
All excited over these football players and baseball players
Whassup? you lookin for a million dollars or somethin?
Man you kinda confused

Freak mode! i'ma have sex, so let em feel
Touch my private, my thing made of steel
Shootin gizm, she ride like a geo prism
I'm out in cali, san bernardino valley
I'm on the hill, not north in peteskill
Big willie servin, now tell me how you femmes feel
I'm in the cadillac, drivin in a droptop
People don't know my style, watch when they heads bop
I'm on the highway, girls pull em down my way
Credit cards and checks, man she get paid on friday
The woman's out, the phantom pushin more clout
I'm watchin ? with sam, drinkin guinness stout
Bourban booze, green alligator shoes
Union comissioned sex, government intelligence
What you see girl, that benz is irrelevant
Materialistic, ugly man is plastic
No class, in a suit, cost rather cheap
Got the nerve to blow the horn and he try to beep
Interfere, in my spot, and he's comin here
She's in the white boots, breathin in my ear

Chorus: kool keith

Make up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (4x)

[kool keith]
No affections, condom style, i got no yeast
Worldwide trunk funk, no jazz on the east
Breakin honies down, mackin here to petersberg
Virginia slim, turn the freaks out in lynchburg
With brown bootie, joe smith, hit from pittsburgh
The right player, even if i choose odds
Let me shuffle jackpots, women pick the cards
Your hydraulic butt, bounce like a six-trey
I'm on the case, jealous man steppin in my way
Hot pursuit, why she play herself? get the boot
Actin like troop, he say he signed with a group
He wrote for babyface, did songs, toured with snoop
.. lyin to you to get thrilled
Droppin them old lines, his breath smell like doodoo
I got a style if a brother wanna know
Smokin that stink blunt, you still sniffin blow
Nose runnin on time with green slime
Step in the club, i throw urine on your mind
Big luciano, diamond rings on the grand piano
Girls flock and guys hop on the other jock
I'm in a two-door, with bass comin through your block
Sound kicks, i got the fly broads in the mix
California butt, mc's suckin more what
Like gerald levert, you try to make it work
Jheri curl jones, spendin cash on a skirt
Plan to win, whassup with uncle ben?
Brother is sly, fatback bacon
Still fakin, his voice chords achin
You know i'm perplex, exotic on ampex
Dogstyle champ, hittin booty for butt sex
I can't disguise myself like michael jackson
The flasher, are you ready for action?

Chorus: kool keith

Make up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (3x)
Make up your mind, who you want to pump it

[kool keith]
I got a summons, my clothes is off, i'm butt-naked
In a discotechque, don't tell me ladies can't take it
Just to have my drawers in a overcoat
My el dorado lean, the black caddy float
Down the hill with frankie dolla bill
Honies in red zone, tell me how them drawers feel
Suckin on the hippie, on the mississippi
Econo lodge, a cheap way to get a quickie
Five and five, equal ten
Add twenty up, i'm back in the spot again
Blowin it up, i drop my own bomb
Two big green mitts, and tails on my arm
You in my way my man, yo b excuse me
I didn't call your girl, why accuse me?
I think you're insecure, not sure
If your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin at my door
Back in your ride, no apartment, no place to wash
You can't clean, tell em black
He don't know yet, my discipline, how to act
Stack with fume, and twenty-four flicks
You can't win, takin shots like the knicks
I'm old enough with skills to be your daddy
Go ask grandma, your freaky aunt sally
Pretty woman standin there with her ugly man
I don't want to shake his hand

Chorus: kool keith

Make up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (6x)
Make up your mind, who you want to pump it