"KEP IT KOO" lyrics
(You know what I'm talking 'bout, I say, ay, ay)
My papers looking blue, hoe, I think it's in a mood
I leave her with my kids while you drop yours off at school
Huffing and you puffing, what the fuck you gonna do?
I been causing panic, kid was pissin' in the pool
I'm stepping on yo' face, I have you kissin' on my shoes
My girl got double D's, you had to buy yo' bitch some boobs
Atlantic flew me out, they bought me weed, I kept it cool
Booked a session, and I never stepped foot in the booth
Text me with demands, and my plans not to answer
Angel on my shoulder, that's my tiny dancer
Wizard 101, I'm a real-life necromancer
Rolling with my stooges, Kramer and Costanza
Isolated daily on the brink of going Oldboy
Tell them pussy's, I'm not playing with 'em, buy a rose toy
If I'm in the N.O., I won't leave with a Po' boy (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I live alone, but rent the attic to the doughboy
Add some butter to my grits, I'm in the gutter with the sticks
It's like my brother don't exist, ha
Wait, whose blood is on my fist?
I need a butler cooking fish or any other fucking dish, ha
Keyser Soze, bitch, we not beginners
I brought my wallet to the gym and now my pockets thinner
But I'm so good at what I do, I'll get that back by dinner
I saved you from them losers' love, and now you top a winner
My papers looking blue, hoe, I think it's in a mood
I leave her with my kids while you drop yours off at school
Huffing and you puffing, what the fuck you gonna do?
I been causing panic, kid was pissin' in the pool
I'm stepping on yo' face, I have you kissin' on my shoes
My girl got double D's, you had to buy yo' bitch some boobs
Atlantic flew me out, they bought me weed, I kept it cool
Booked a session, and I never stepped foot in the booth
(Heh, yeah, true story)
My papers looking blue, hoe, I think it's in a mood
I leave her with my kids while you drop yours off at school
Huffing and you puffing, what the fuck you gonna do?
I been causing panic, kid was pissin' in the pool
I'm stepping on yo' face, I have you kissin' on my shoes
My girl got double D's, you had to buy yo' bitch some boobs
Atlantic flew me out, they bought me weed, I kept it cool
Booked a session, and I never stepped foot in the booth
Text me with demands, and my plans not to answer
Angel on my shoulder, that's my tiny dancer
Wizard 101, I'm a real-life necromancer
Rolling with my stooges, Kramer and Costanza
Isolated daily on the brink of going Oldboy
Tell them pussy's, I'm not playing with 'em, buy a rose toy
If I'm in the N.O., I won't leave with a Po' boy (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I live alone, but rent the attic to the doughboy
Add some butter to my grits, I'm in the gutter with the sticks
It's like my brother don't exist, ha
Wait, whose blood is on my fist?
I need a butler cooking fish or any other fucking dish, ha
Keyser Soze, bitch, we not beginners
I brought my wallet to the gym and now my pockets thinner
But I'm so good at what I do, I'll get that back by dinner
I saved you from them losers' love, and now you top a winner
My papers looking blue, hoe, I think it's in a mood
I leave her with my kids while you drop yours off at school
Huffing and you puffing, what the fuck you gonna do?
I been causing panic, kid was pissin' in the pool
I'm stepping on yo' face, I have you kissin' on my shoes
My girl got double D's, you had to buy yo' bitch some boobs
Atlantic flew me out, they bought me weed, I kept it cool
Booked a session, and I never stepped foot in the booth
(Heh, yeah, true story)
