Kool Keith, Ggfgnnjuggg - I Can Make This Work lyrics
[Kool Keith, Ggfgnnjuggg - I Can Make This Work lyrics]
Ooh-wee kool Keith, is that you darling?
They call me Santa
Ah, ah, ah, I can make this work
I can make this work i can make this work
Come on, I bloody shit up
You can call me Kotex
And I cut checks, nigga, fuck who got next
You can wear a body vest
We gunning for your head
Straight business, kid, no witness, kid
I'll leave your mother dead
I roll with the killers, the monsters, the
Santa runs the charts, the streets
It's just come on
I ain't a Barbie, I'm a porcelain chick
Shout out to Young Neck, mami, get them chips
You see, my mission is to take over the world
Fuck the diamonds and the pearls
And the beefing with the girls come on
Raising the bar while I'm taking a bar
And them corporate cats mad I got
My tips in their jar
You see I could have been a sucker
Signed for half a mil'
But y'all can suck a dick
And keep your 360 deals
'Cause, I'm the bitch that
The streets really feel
And everybody knows real recognize real
I got the hoop flooded like roaches
Watch how I approach this
So gutter, you would think that I was loc'n
Silly rabbit, it's a habit to grab it
Make your rap career disappear
Quicker than magic
I'm like, fuck you, pay me
I'm such a fucking lady
Brooklyn, bitch, it's there, we so crazy
Coming full force, better call the MD's
Call the doctors, call the medics
Just don't call the D's
'Cause fuck the, fuck the
Fuck-fuck the police
I'm a real gangster bitch
We handle beef in the streets
And please, excuse my potty mouth, shit
I'm on my period i'm here to take this
Mother, mother, mother over, period
I'm Malcolm X side with
Twin drinking that Hypnotiq in Hollywood
Give you the face with College and
14th street with the heat
I'll put you under the
Cosmopolitan suite back, push the heat back
You need snacks, ice packs on the knees
Get in the street
Dunk like Dominique on with Top Ramen week
You got a colonic up the
Cheek because I'm Musiq Soulchild
My void be full of new now, cattle
I raise new cows come out the shower
Pop your ass with two towels
Snap your gum with your toes snappy
That's the swaggy
Analytical tip biter, rhyme all-nighter
Your legs look tighter and tighter
Arthritis MacGuyver make your man
Shit out a screwdriver
Cook cayenne pep', Chinese food
Drinking Schweppes goggles on the X-Man
My shirt show the glow in the dark X
Xavier McDan, I had wool before Woolworth
How the fuck you gonna wear a $9
000 suit with Thom McAnn
They call me Santa
Ah, ah, ah, I can make this work
I can make this work i can make this work
Come on, I bloody shit up
You can call me Kotex
And I cut checks, nigga, fuck who got next
You can wear a body vest
We gunning for your head
Straight business, kid, no witness, kid
I'll leave your mother dead
I roll with the killers, the monsters, the
Santa runs the charts, the streets
It's just come on
I ain't a Barbie, I'm a porcelain chick
Shout out to Young Neck, mami, get them chips
You see, my mission is to take over the world
Fuck the diamonds and the pearls
And the beefing with the girls come on
Raising the bar while I'm taking a bar
And them corporate cats mad I got
My tips in their jar
You see I could have been a sucker
Signed for half a mil'
But y'all can suck a dick
And keep your 360 deals
'Cause, I'm the bitch that
The streets really feel
And everybody knows real recognize real
I got the hoop flooded like roaches
Watch how I approach this
So gutter, you would think that I was loc'n
Silly rabbit, it's a habit to grab it
Make your rap career disappear
Quicker than magic
I'm like, fuck you, pay me
I'm such a fucking lady
Brooklyn, bitch, it's there, we so crazy
Coming full force, better call the MD's
Call the doctors, call the medics
Just don't call the D's
'Cause fuck the, fuck the
Fuck-fuck the police
I'm a real gangster bitch
We handle beef in the streets
And please, excuse my potty mouth, shit
I'm on my period i'm here to take this
Mother, mother, mother over, period
I'm Malcolm X side with
Twin drinking that Hypnotiq in Hollywood
Give you the face with College and
14th street with the heat
I'll put you under the
Cosmopolitan suite back, push the heat back
You need snacks, ice packs on the knees
Get in the street
Dunk like Dominique on with Top Ramen week
You got a colonic up the
Cheek because I'm Musiq Soulchild
My void be full of new now, cattle
I raise new cows come out the shower
Pop your ass with two towels
Snap your gum with your toes snappy
That's the swaggy
Analytical tip biter, rhyme all-nighter
Your legs look tighter and tighter
Arthritis MacGuyver make your man
Shit out a screwdriver
Cook cayenne pep', Chinese food
Drinking Schweppes goggles on the X-Man
My shirt show the glow in the dark X
Xavier McDan, I had wool before Woolworth
How the fuck you gonna wear a $9
000 suit with Thom McAnn