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kool keith – star studded lyrics

[kidmiddi]
n-gg-
i’m star studded, yeah
dj, hear me?
i don’t think they hear ya
pay attention though
yeah n-gg-

check it out
yeah n-gg-, i’m a monster
and i’m star studded
you envy n-gg-s
all you do is speak rubbish
my mind is trapped in that episode
that ya ain’t never know
but look at me
i’m star studded
picture n-gg-
yeah i’m star studded
look at your b-tch
she wanna come and ride b-tter
and she gon’ stutter
if i get up and i give her want she want
she gon’ jump on me like a monkey joe
she ain’t gettin’ in, pop the trunk
i give it to her nice and slow
yeah, in her booty-hole
she told me to let it go
nah b-tch, i’m a freak
so i’ma jump in it
swim in it
i ain’t even finished
call me dennis the menace
yeah, i’m a bad-ss american
yeah, jump on you
yeah, i whip you like a mexican
yeah, get on you
where this true
yeah, i’m so shiesty like a jew
take a boo, yeah
now jump on me baby
yeah, you ain’t my boo
i got many hoes
i [?] just look at ’em, then i let ’em go
if i got the flow, yeah
got her p-ssy so wet
and dry, then it grows hairy
like a eskimo
yeah i’m outta control, n-gg-

[chorus]
yeah, i’m star studded
look at me, my wrists and my mind they stay fluttered
yeah, and i live in the hood, i stay guttered
ha yeah, and i know i am, n-gg-
i’m star studded
yeah n-gg-, i stay fluttered
yeah

[kool keith]
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman, robin
batman…

this sh-t drives just like a car
your b-tch stayin’, she’s a star
i’m sp-ced up, i’m on mars
these tight pants, they wanna dance
they move around ugly n-gg-s
work for ’em, twerk for ’em
gorilla face, i don’t know ’em
dog sh-t, clean it up
on the floor
who want more?
race b-mps, she f-ckin’ punks
these b-tches don’t know what they want
chocolate malt, i f-ck wit’ y’all
y’all couldn’t pull these s-x dolls
spalding, my brown b-lls
girls crawl in the mall
these n-gg-s corny, cornb-lls
meatb-lls, spaghetti rats
countin’ racks, hungry jack
these fools playin’ to mine
pay ’em no mind
they waste time
my verdict say
f-ck crime
sh-t, call it on the toilet
you dummies mouth-ballin’
turkey sausage every mornin’
lambo, convertible
she famous, showin’ -sshole
salaunchin’ that afro
salon wit’ them pantoes
fred stand for them stanford (?)
dirty draws in that hamper
they stand back with campers

- kool keith lyrics

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