Kool Keith - Make up Your Mind lyrics

[Kool Keith] Yeah.. so you called me last night You was kinda confused huh? You didn't know what to do All excited over these football players and baseball players Wha**up? You lookin for a million dollars or somethin? Man you kinda confused Freak mode! I'ma have s** so let em feel Touch my private my thing made of steel Shootin gizm she ride like a Geo Prism I'm out in Cali San Bernardino Valley I'm on the hill, not North in Petesk** Big Willie servin, now tell me how you femmes feel I'm in the Cadillac, drivin in a droptop People don't know my style, watch when they heads bop I'm on the highway, girls pull em down my way Credit cards and checks, man she get paid on Friday The woman's out, the Phantom pushin more clout I'm watchin ? with Sam, drinkin Guinness Stout Bourban booze, green alligator shoes Union commissioned s**, government intelligence What you see girl, that Benz is irrelevant Materialistic, ugly man is plastic No cla**, in a suit, cost rather cheap Got the nerve to blow the horn and he try to beep Interfere, in my spot, and he's comin here She's in the white boots, breathin in my ear Chorus: cool Keith Make up your mind, who you want to pump the bu*t (4X) [Kool Keith] No affections, condom style, I got no yeast Worldwide trunk funk, no jazz on the East Breakin honies down, mackin here to Petersberg Virginia Slim, turn the freaks out in Lynchburg With brown bootie, Joe Smith, hit from Pittsburgh The right player, even if I choose odds Let me shuffle jackpots, women pick the cards Your hydraulic bu*t, bounce like a six-trey I'm on the case, jealous man steppin in my way Hot pursuit, why she play herself? Get the boot Actin like Troop, he say he signed with a group He wrote for Babyface, did songs, toured with Snoop .. lyin to you to get thrilled Droppin them old lines, his breath smell like doodoo I got a style if a brother want to know Smokin that stink blunt, you still sniffin blow Nose runnin on time with green slime Step in the club, I throw urine on your mind Big Luciano, diamond rings on the grand piano Girls flock and guys hop on the other jock I'm in a two-door, with ba** comin through your block Sound kicks, I got the fly broads in the mix California bu*t, MC's s**in more what Like Gerald Levert, you try to make it work Jheri Curl Jones, spendin cash on a skirt Plan to win, wha**up with Uncle Ben? Brother is sly, fatback bacon Still fakin, his voice chords achin You know I'm perplex, exotic on Ampex Dogstyle champ, hittin booty for bu*t s** I can't disguise myself like Michael Jackson The flasher, are you ready for action? Chorus: cool Keith Make up your mind, who you want to pump the bu*t (3X) Make up your mind, who you want to pump it [Kool Keith] I got a summons, my clothes is off, I'm bu*t-naked in a discotechque, don't tell me ladies can't take it Just to have my drawers in a overcoat My El Dorado lean, the black Caddy float down the hill with Frankie Dolla Bill Honies in red zone, tell me how them drawers feel s**in on the hippie, on the Mississippi Econo Lodge, a cheap way to get a quickie Five and five, equal ten Add twenty up, I'm back in the spot again Blowin it up, I drop my own bomb Two big green mitts, and tails on my arm You in my way my man, yo be excuse me I didn't call your girl, why accuse me? I think you're insecure, not sure if your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin at my door Back in your ride, no apartment, no place to wash You can't clean, tell em black He don't know yet, my discipline, how to act Stack with fume, and twenty-four flicks You can't win, takin shots like the Knicks I'm old enough with sk**s to be your daddy Go ask grandma, your freaky Aunt Sally Pretty woman standin there with her ugly man I don't want to shake his hand Chorus: cool Keith Make up your mind, who you want to pump the bu*t (6X) Make up your mind, who you want to pump it