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lirik lagu soul khan - khan wilkes booth

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[intro]
now a days
they trying to make me feel guilty for being a grown -ss man
well here’s what i got to say to that sh-t

[verse 1: soul khan]
now peep the opening shot, i’m like stallone when he stopped
and turned his hat backwards back in over the top
i ain’t the greatest alive, but i’m the closest you got
so set’s have a toast, jack and c0ke on the rocks
these cabbage patch kids want to play with the grown ups
i got a hernia from how they hanging on soul’s nuts
i gotta get mine, ain’t no way i’m a hold up
my cake will get swoll up like raven simone’s gut
i’ll body anybody, bring your roster on
homie, your arms are too short to box with khan
i’m a congo gorilla in gentleman’s clothes
stepping on toes, no matter the status or spot they on

[hook x2]
that’s why i get love from the dj booth
real sh-t always comes from the dj booth
soul khan and brown bag run the dj booth
so think twice before you even touch the dj booth

[verse 2: soul khan]
this ain’t rapping, this is soul hop
your pretty boy swag is sounding pretty post-op
b-tch, you’d give you a bl-wj-b
to any photog-rapher that could get you on a known blog
i’m irreplaceable cause of my way with words
yes, a raging bull among the grazing herd
beef? we’re cow tipping, so leave or now
it’s a different ball game and we using brains for nerf
and you’ll never find my d-ck in no kat stacks pigeon
i’d rather take a sh-t with my -ss crack missin
i spit it for richard pryor, i spit it for red fox
i don’t spit for white women with dreadlocks
can’t talk about my shoes, that’s a waste of a spin
i’d prefer to paint a picture of the places they’ve been
from holland to harlem, cheerin’, when they see that i’m appearin’
sh-t, even the hard of hearing caught my name on the wind

[hook x2]

[outro: soul khan]
shout out to djbooth.net
dj z, jenny hendrix, joe rogan
the homie scarface, chamillionaire what up?
john cena, russell brand, i see you homie
the makers of the refrigerator for keeping my food cold
for whoever’s gonna pick up my trash tomorrow
and a bunch of other motherf-ckers
who couldn’t make it onto this very exclusive list
god bless y’all and motherf-ckin’ good night, peace


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