Kool Keith - Make Up Your Mind Lyrics
[kool keith]Yeah.. so you called me last nightYou was kinda confused huh?You didnt know what to doAll excited over these football players and baseball playersWhassup? you lookin for a million dollars or somethin?Man you kinda confusedFreak mode! ima have sex, so let em feelTouch my private, my thing made of steelShootin gizm, she ride like a geo prismIm out in cali, san bernardino valleyIm on the hill, not north in peteskillBig willie servin, now tell me how you femmes feelIm in the cadillac, drivin in a droptopPeople dont know my style, watch when they heads bopIm on the highway, girls pull em down my wayCredit cards and checks, man she get paid on fridayThe womans out, the phantom pushin more cloutIm watchin ? with sam, drinkin guinness stoutBourban booze, green alligator shoesUnion comissioned sex, government intelligenceWhat you see girl, that benz is irrelevantMaterialistic, ugly man is plasticNo class, in a suit, cost rather cheapGot the nerve to blow the horn and he try to beepInterfere, in my spot, and hes comin hereShes in the white boots, breathin in my earChorus: kool keithMake up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (4x)[kool keith]No affections, condom style, I got no yeastWorldwide trunk funk, no jazz on the eastBreakin honies down, mackin here to petersbergVirginia slim, turn the freaks out in lynchburgWith brown bootie, joe smith, hit from pittsburghThe right player, even if I choose oddsLet me shuffle jackpots, women pick the cardsYour hydraulic butt, bounce like a six-treyIm on the case, jealous man steppin in my wayHot pursuit, why she play herself? get the bootActin like troop, he say he signed with a groupHe wrote for babyface, did songs, toured with snoop.. lyin to you to get thrilledDroppin them old lines, his breath smell like doodooI got a style if a brother wanna knowSmokin that stink blunt, you still sniffin blowNose runnin on time with green slimeStep in the club, I throw urine on your mindBig luciano, diamond rings on the grand pianoGirls flock and guys hop on the other jockIm in a two-door, with bass comin through your blockSound kicks, I got the fly broads in the mixCalifornia butt, mcs suckin more whatLike gerald levert, you try to make it workJheri curl jones, spendin cash on a skirtPlan to win, whassup with uncle ben?Brother is sly, fatback baconStill fakin, his voice chords achinYou know Im perplex, exotic on ampexDogstyle champ, hittin booty for butt sexI cant disguise myself like michael jacksonThe flasher, are you ready for action?Chorus: kool keithMake up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (3x)Make up your mind, who you want to pump it[kool keith]I got a summons, my clothes is off, Im butt-*****In a discotechque, dont tell me ladies cant take itJust to have my drawers in a overcoatMy el dorado lean, the black caddy floatDown the hill with frankie dolla billHonies in red zone, tell me how them drawers feelSuckin on the hippie, on the mississippiEcono lodge, a cheap way to get a quickieFive and five, equal tenAdd twenty up, Im back in the spot againBlowin it up, I drop my own bombTwo big green mitts, and tails on my armYou in my way my man, yo b excuse meI didnt call your girl, why accuse me?I think youre insecure, not sureIf your girlfriends home, if shes knockin at my doorBack in your ride, no apartment, no place to washYou cant clean, tell em blackHe dont know yet, my discipline, how to actStack with fume, and twenty-four flicksYou cant win, takin shots like the knicksIm old enough with skills to be your daddyGo ask grandma, your freaky aunt sallyPretty woman standin there with her ugly manI dont want to shake his handChorus: kool keithMake up your mind, who you want to pump the butt (6x)Make up your mind, who you want to pump it
