Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motel 6 Super 8, artist - Kool Keith. Album song Lost Masters Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.08.2009
Record label: Oglio
Song language: English
Motel 6 Super 8 |
| I’ma be all up in your face |
| Yo, I’ma tell you, I don’t wanna hear what you got to say |
| 'Gwan from here, forget the all-star game |
| Light your ass man with flame, urinate in the brain |
| Ladies react move with panties off with the prawns |
| Imposter from the Barbados |
| Private jets shock your island |
| 40 oz. |
| undercover with a cashmere |
| Your fake Gucci glasses, your jacket’s made out of reindeer |
| Jealous, I know you act like you don’t hear |
| Top controller, winey waste |
| I’m not impressed, beyond your fat stomach |
| Twist your tiny waist |
| Jacket and juice leave your bad mouth with a bad taste |
| We keep it clean, no passin gas or sardines in here |
| No girls with a lack of hygeine with sardines in here |
| Yo, you know Garland, open the roof, crack the beer |
| It’s apparent, tell no shame in here |
| Everybody know the game in here |
| Know you playin in here, what you sayin in here |
| You’re playin here |
| Like Free and Mary J. Blige, AJ look like the Predator |
| #1 with the tec-9 in the duffel bag, I’m your competitor |
| Bounty catcher master, you face me in America |
| You know you guys rhymin little gay for commercial |
| Deep in the industry, the anal crevices |
| Y’all date men, your bodyguards too busy datin trends |
| The kid on the mic, your hype man goes the other way |
| Santa Monica butt boys |
| Fly your girls in from Chicago, Illanois |
| Ask the judge right here, don’t budge right here |
| Y’all light in the ass, featherweight, fly your kite here |
| Bird figures, y’all ain’t all that, don’t let me reveal you |
| Cap peel you, top of the mansion butt boys |
| Earnin for girls, y’all strut boys |
| Play your right hand side with Tonka toys |
| Walkin back and forth like Enoch against your crew |
| Sayin crush, kill, destroy |
| Asian girls relax on Soul Train, you’re stiff |
| Eat your bok choi |
| Special effects make most of your average rappers with pastel colors |
| Wallpaper in your background, I P-I-S-S on you |
| Game benefits, collect C-I-S-S on you |
| Don’t need one mic there, I’d rather vomit on two |
| People suck! |
| Are you down? |
| I’m in your area |
| You bad, the more the merrier |
| Santa Claus, put flammable fluid to your claws |
| I break all sissy laws |
| Treat you like a prosti’on Sunset, you bet |
| I know you’re in the back of the aisle, your girdle’s wet |
| You got the nerve to move and listen to Keitho Sweat |
| Look around yo You’re like the girl who used to sing a long time in Florida |
| I call you Anquette |