Kool Keith - Women Turn on Your T.V. lyrics
[Kool Keith - Women Turn on Your T.V. lyrics]
Don't hurt 'em - don't hurt 'em
Kool Keith yeah new York City in the house
California in the house texas in the house
Miami in the house
Forget sneakers that look like hot dogs
Yo fam
You hear me chewin your chicken gizzards
I'm more reptile than 10
Of your Timberland boots
Is worth one pair of my lizards
Just order your two-piece Kentucky
Fried to go
That watch on your arm you said it
Was real? You lied you know
Actin like a Spanish guy goin
Crazy over one girl
The latest thing in New York
- overprotective insecure asshole
A J-Lo lookalike with a Burger King stomach
Man go ahead and hide your ho
My flow hit Mexico
And enter Puerto Rico like Tego
Rewind no fast forward
A lot of stamps on my passport
Woman turn on your TV, channel 7, ABC News
Don't you see me?
So what you didn't vote for me, I'm Congress
My pee stains tag your white Dodge Magnum
Make the girls come out and say
What's that on your armrest?
Security forces
Ask the fire department I alarm best
With overcooked mushrooms, and turnips
I woke my kids up
Y'all tryin to battle me all night
Suckers went to bet on the pro
9 million rappers
Fell asleep with cigarettes in they hand
Let they babies burn up
Your girl ain't payin attention
Who that on the bell?
Yo let my cousin Verne up
Alright, y'all get enough to
Build your concern up
Adjust your football game
Break your PlayStation controls
Y'all know my highs
Gorillas can't feel my lows cineplex status
Remember I'm Boston, they Bernie Williams
With a sweat over your ties
Two outs in the 9th inning
Most of y'all stuck in Jeapordy
I answer you quick
Shock you like Ken Jennings
You can't touch the mic lookin like
The face on the penny
Goin against nuclear power
Marble floors with ceramics
I defecate in your shower
It's not about comin off the
Head of the testicles
My job is to make a foe
Write one verse for 30 hours
No fancy restaurants, and botanical gardens
A lot of guys with fake talk
I see 'em all out there with pink GMC trucks
Hand another man flowers
My competition wear haltertops
And sport backs with a lot of powder
Change your exit's
Comin up the road on your navigation
Meets the rerouter
Kool Keith yeah new York City in the house
California in the house texas in the house
Miami in the house
Forget sneakers that look like hot dogs
Yo fam
You hear me chewin your chicken gizzards
I'm more reptile than 10
Of your Timberland boots
Is worth one pair of my lizards
Just order your two-piece Kentucky
Fried to go
That watch on your arm you said it
Was real? You lied you know
Actin like a Spanish guy goin
Crazy over one girl
The latest thing in New York
- overprotective insecure asshole
A J-Lo lookalike with a Burger King stomach
Man go ahead and hide your ho
My flow hit Mexico
And enter Puerto Rico like Tego
Rewind no fast forward
A lot of stamps on my passport
Woman turn on your TV, channel 7, ABC News
Don't you see me?
So what you didn't vote for me, I'm Congress
My pee stains tag your white Dodge Magnum
Make the girls come out and say
What's that on your armrest?
Security forces
Ask the fire department I alarm best
With overcooked mushrooms, and turnips
I woke my kids up
Y'all tryin to battle me all night
Suckers went to bet on the pro
9 million rappers
Fell asleep with cigarettes in they hand
Let they babies burn up
Your girl ain't payin attention
Who that on the bell?
Yo let my cousin Verne up
Alright, y'all get enough to
Build your concern up
Adjust your football game
Break your PlayStation controls
Y'all know my highs
Gorillas can't feel my lows cineplex status
Remember I'm Boston, they Bernie Williams
With a sweat over your ties
Two outs in the 9th inning
Most of y'all stuck in Jeapordy
I answer you quick
Shock you like Ken Jennings
You can't touch the mic lookin like
The face on the penny
Goin against nuclear power
Marble floors with ceramics
I defecate in your shower
It's not about comin off the
Head of the testicles
My job is to make a foe
Write one verse for 30 hours
No fancy restaurants, and botanical gardens
A lot of guys with fake talk
I see 'em all out there with pink GMC trucks
Hand another man flowers
My competition wear haltertops
And sport backs with a lot of powder
Change your exit's
Comin up the road on your navigation
Meets the rerouter