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Kool Keith - 27 Shots lyrics
[Kool Keith] They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too Fuck all you niggaz comin out to the Soul Train Awards with them pop ass headsets - around your ears like Britney Spears That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit That's some old REAL Michael Jackson shit I'm comin with Crazy Vic Let me hear you tryin to copy my shit Fuck the impact eventually cause there's a lot of corny niggaz performin out there Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare What the fuck do I care? Niggaz with they ass out Groupies in cheap motels tryin to fuck and crash out Motherfuckers ain't networkin Strippers checkin in - motherfuckers on motorcycles Pickup trucks with license plates on 'em Bringin mad shit from down South Big after-parties I'ma turn my phone off I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-fuckin-body, arrogant bastard No commercial shit, break your neck, suck my dick in the world Fuck the critics everything I make is a hit Fuck you applehead motherfuckers tryin to make some old carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard shit Hip-Hop shit, that's some old Broadway musical shit I don't even listen to that cartoon shit Tell your A |
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