Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Extravagant Traveller , by - Kool Keith. Song from the album Matthew, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 26.07.2000
Record label: funky ass, Threshold
Song language: English
Extravagant Traveller |
| Checkin out of the Venetian Hotel |
| That’s right, flight to Africa |
| Mastercharge |
| Yeah. |
| Chorus: Kool Keith |
| Extravagant traveler, Puerto Rico out to Africa (4X) |
| MC’s is wack, I’m lookin at the Robb Report |
| Eighty-thousand-sixty-two Bentley |
| Owner of the Houston Astrodome, Don King represent me |
| (?) bus with gold trim and you can’t act up frontin on your lemon |
| Legend status with keys to the MGM Grand |
| Got your wife and kids holdin my poster, grabbin my hand |
| All I hear is a bunch of wack primetime MC’s sayin |
| I hate him cause he’s great |
| He’s on all the billboard and the highway |
| Face is on soup cans and milk crates |
| Resteraunts with movie theaters in 'em |
| Continental airlanes, planes we buyin off the lot |
| while y’all rent 'em |
| Excursion flights with Bill Clinton |
| Takin fine girls out to Washington to get they extensions |
| Usin my TV phone I see girls in they thongs |
| fantasizin while they home alone |
| Pack my bags — I need room service |
| Chorus |
| Cause my face is in the newspaper every week |
| Pronounce words right — ask Jesse Jackson how I speak |
| Sign my autographs for Jagged Edge and Sisqo on 125th Street |
| Red carpet on the sidewalk |
| I gotta step on it before I talk |
| Part investor of the Utah Jazz, I’m the real king of New York |
| London cashmere, walkin around with Guiliani regular football shirt |
| Tailors grab my Armani, maids cook dinner |
| Sauteed fish and shrimp |
| Dallas Mavericks want me as a baldheaded five-eight guard |
| with a ninety-five inch vertical, Vince Carter respect my legs |
| Ask Shawn Kemp; |
| (?) and the NBA commissioner |
| takin pictures of me in front of Nell’s |
| Special election day got chocolate girls with flowers dresses on You would swear they Naomi Campbell and Nia Long from section 8 |
| Yes, I guess |
| Chorus |
| Bustin no freestyles, lookin at you in the back of the car |
| Rappin for twenty miles |
| I’m sittin in the back of the limo with the fly brim-o |
| Me in a black Cadillac, Elliot Ness |
| Sendin rappers with doo-rags an S.O.S. |
| You wanna rap big man? |
| Take Mickey Mouse off your chest |
| I let you wear your vest; |
| plaid shirts or stripes |
| is that the way your stylist make you dress? |
| She should be sued for that |
| Contract renewed for that |
| And on stage, you should be booed for that |
| I’ma tap you in the back and let everybody know they wack |
| Yo SkyCab hand me my platinum suitcases |
| Chorus |