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Maxin In The Shade

アーティスト:Kool Keith 

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Hey girl, you frontin on that phone That cellular phone ain't workin What's that? Pre-paid, from J& J And your voice mail is off, cause I called you So you're extravagant, think you all that There's some corn flakes in the kitchen and turkey sandwich on top of the 'fridgerator That's right girl, don't roll your eyes at me like a alligator Put your Chanel shades on, walk with your thong in your butt Runnin your fingers through your cheap raise(?) Look at your girlfriend with her hair weave fallin out On my phone, runnin up my bill Talkin to broke-ass drug dealer friends to Western Union you three dollars from Cancun You're now in the red with your real hair stickin from under your wig showin behind your head, with real, pimples on your face You can't disrespect me in my place; them cigarettes smell Lookin for NBA players to take you to eat and you don't even have gas Actin pretty you need to pull over in Taco Bell I seen your kind before with mice spittin pumpkin seeds in your living room floor I know your type.. I know your type Maxin in the shade - I know your type Maxin in the shade - I know your type Maxin in the shade - I know your type You can't even cook a hot dog or pour a glass of milk You'd rather walk around with plastic coats over your head in the rain lookin for a coach bag and Moschino belt You need to see how McDonald's feel Stop lookin around like you 'Superfly' and Ron O'Neal I'ma let you know how beef and a quarter pound is real Now go get your autograph and take a picture with the Cheeseburglar Let him know how you got your hair done And you're movin like you're pregnant this month with your Belly stickin out like movie and soundtrack You dress up with diamonds just to eat


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