Hey chords by Kool Keith
Verse 1
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Hey, you know it,
you know it, you know it
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
My urination is high
with sprinkles droppin' off the sky
Look off the Sears tower,
we can see eye to eye
Write back if you wanna reply,
my cadence slick and sly
Y make me laugh when y 'all
think y makin' somethin' fly
Girls in the studio suit you up
to juice you up
A couple of wack brothers will sit around,
burn your budget
Tell you that you good and
boost you up
Don't try to come hard,
I sit next to Russell
and Jimmy and Andre
I don't care how hard you dress up,
you can wear a suit up
Waitress Simone serving me cocktails,
the legendary rapper himself
Create words for deaf soul
and deaf jam
Assignment director,
behind Leo Cohen
Precisely written, the style is bite -proof
Freeze your hands when I come,
you pick up the mic with mittens
I put the lighters down,
ladies hop in the box like kittens
You know I'm sober, now I'm flashy
Honey, I'm real park, you're Chevy Nova
Big head on the kid, Billy is over,
he's trying to call you over
His house not there but he's trying to pull
you off the street with his motor
Pockets front with at least barely
enough to buy a soda
You know it, you know it, you know it
From the bar areas to the VIPs
A lot of people with depressed faces
and empty bottles
That make places a better atmosphere
Give y 'all courage to talk
and walk up to a so -called model
Skinny legs don't hurt the man
You in here every week
with the same pants on
Girl, where you work at, man?
Brazil or something?
Don't tell me you're a star
driving your uncle's car
You go down there to get a suntan
Rappers see the pro MC,
they turn away from me
Weed the fake Fendi jacket up close
You ain't gotta tell me I can see you
use your energy on Spanish
The frontin' level, movin' high,
the view in front of me
Never sweat the patch, blue ribbon,
you border what?
Do in front of me
Your style bounce off my chest
like bass from the speaker
Your chain gleams a little bit,
your chronograph ain't swiss
The more I stare at the sewing hair,
the DJ ain't playing the right records
on the dance floor
Stolees get watered down,
the bartender more weaker
After the party turns boring,
4 o in the morning
Chelsea or diner,
the top rappers going home
You can stay out and pay
for the breakfast
with Sandra and Tamika
Hey, you know it, you know it, you know it
Outro 1
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