kool keith - animals in the projects lyrics
[kool keith: voice lowered]
busta gon’ always make that good club jam
but i’ma make b-tches and n-gg-z excited, get gross on the toilet
chicks catch a relapse, drop them hamburgs
sh-t out that pork and ham
once quite marketable meats distributed all f-ckin up with bill graham
watch you clam, close up, fish go up your nostrils
i pull the gates, down
fix up my nose
the barbershopper clocked
the crowd strut when i turn around with the leather goosedown
and sh-t on your haircut
paint your -sshole with my c-m on the airbrush
f-ck weed embalming fluid breathe
the contact’s from the air dust
y’all was steppin to gorilla sh-t, see that gorilla spit
wipe that suit defecation, on your pave fist
turn your back on your gl-ss, v.i.p. stain i p-ss in your crist’
with dog sh-t around both of your wrists
you might not expect a t-rd in your birthday gift
v-neck velour like will h, throw out you pluck b-st-rds i deal
four great danes and a afghan, chew on your custom seats
flow on psychiatric, i hear y’all rappin
candy-coated watered down gay producer sh-t man take off them panties
your b-tch rock a bra that don’t fit
with them t-ts that’s covered that’s counterfeit
you must come with a prescription i’m over-the-counter sh-t
ox tables
three a day keep the monkeys climbin
your b-tch orderin sneakers out of east bay
the volcano dunk low pros
for fashion week chimpanzee, c-ke down to the floor
antony graham projects late at night
the alligator’s in my apartment, two doors down f-ckin tenants
you hear the lion roar (rawwwwwwwwr)
hippopotamus owner two flights up named brian graw
suck your dime’s -sshole with a milkshake straw
let the milkshake pour like, the bang brothers calm productions
dvd spin new york b-tches lookin for a husband
they eat up a cow’s -ss! with dairy products
i’d rather spank it up and hit it from the back
three hundred billion invested in amateur f-ckin
answer your phone son of a b-tch, i’m still here
drinkin tonic water on the rocks with mitchski
i see girls they pony ride, bendin they legs like trixie
a lot of sh-t stains need repair
yellow work hat, i’m doin your job slob
new jersey transit and new york subway system can’t fix me
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