Testo Feel About You - Kool Keith
Testo della canzone Feel About You (Kool Keith), tratta dall'album Lost Masters Volume 2
Yeah, Kool Keith
Oh yeah
Girl you know my name in all directions
The way I feel about you
Honey can't take that secret advice from me
The way I think about you, and what you do
Executive upstairs, I deal with the same list
Broke people love MTV Cribs
Chewin' a dollar-fifty slice of pizza
A minor rapper dissin' they low-income lifestyle that's rich
Fans that work at buck-forty jobs
Braidin' hair on the weekend
They can't afford hygiene products and cotton swabs
Fantasizin' what it's like to sip champagne
Quarter-juice figures, livin' through another monkey's fame
Get my name straight, you should be ashamed
Layaway plan action, get ready for concerts you can't afford
Struggle to buy that ring, another imposter
Diamond wanna be like necklace, girl on the prepaid
Cell phone with a fake gold chain
Caught up in illusion, fakin' like a mothersucker
Girl you know my name in all directions
The way I feel about you
Honey can't take that secret advice from me
The way I think about you, and what you do
Oh my God, another Chrysler with the Hemi
To boost the ego, let that car be itself
You can't turn it into a Rolls-Royce Bentley
Over-stingy, makin' you spend gently
Woman hover, is that leather goose down or rubber?
I'ma investigate the fella
Forty percent rabbit, your wife ain't wearin' a chinchilla
Nobody want they coat to get wet, step under the umbrella
Is the Rolex real? What you gon' tell her?
With them cheap suits you bought from Portobella
Six hundred pounds with five stomachs
Big baller in a leased Escalade painted vanilla
TVs in the headrest
With thirty-six White Castle hamburgers he can't digest
Caught up in the illusion, fake like a mothersucker
Girl you know my name in all directions
The way I feel about you
Honey can't take that secret advice from me
The way I think about you, and what you do
Everybody's turnin' groupie
Guys fight the girls to get in first
I hate to see a dude with a baseball cap jump the line
To get in the club like they carry a purse
Get to the front with no money
Turn around quick, they be the worst
Delay the schedule, process material
Love to listen to the carry-on sushi rhymes
But just had a bowl of Frosted Flakes cereal
Songs that make you imagine you live imperial
The problem is the poor watch the mini extravagant videos
Facin' the most highest celebrities livin' on they lows
There's no turf when you ain't plush flossin'
K-Mart is the new place, your mom used to go to Woolworth
Caught up in the illusion, fake like a mothersucker
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Writer(s): Keith Thornton
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