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kool keith - wood grain panels lyrics

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[intro]
wood grain panels
wood grain panels
(wood grain…)

[verse 1]
you see the lambo convert into a top+off
two doors rise up
my dashboard look like a novation keyboard
i’m on the e+channel of my spectrum
you welcome to come in and watch a few lions roar
night shift, your chick show pink to a real commodore
your mom hoppin’ out with the mink in bentley and soar
sendin’ your girl with suspensories and drawers
notice how i sketch and draw
the cadillac got me driving, scuba+diving
like andre rison, over the top with jordans, unless you wnba
i’m freakin’ out with the sparks
the christian dior with prada silk pyjamas
for the hot mamas, the bottles pop proper
with sasha, new frank sinatra at the oscars
medicated doctors, she takin’ me shoppin’
after the phantom and the opera
got a contract with hannah barbara
you hired with a few millions, playing possum
the head game she got is amazing, awesome
i can’t believe he’s still unapproachable
and too serious, the monkey never blossom
never learned from his father
cruise up to the brookes brothers
get some shirts with the four+door mclaren and don’t bother

[chorus]
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
w+wood grain, wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)

[verse 2]
matador sit in the fifteen+door ford explorer
you perform at tom joyner, let me go on and talk to your owners
you been out the game since the movie the omen
make you turn around like the girl in exorcist
the priest come by the bed naked, give you necklaces
a real ghost sit in your phantom ghost
eat grapes and cantaloupes
your mom play second base like davey lopes
all+white shoes like the pope’s
no+storm coat made by coach
ate in the restaurant, never eat with a roach
my juice i like with a lot of pulp
you go to crack spots, get crack by the bulk
smoke ’til you thin
wood grain panels…

[chorus]
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
w+wood grain, wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
wood grain panels
(w+wood grain, wood grain)
(w+wood grain, wood grain)



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