KutMasta Kurt - Sweet Unique Pete lyrics

Yeah! Kool Keith Black Sil (yeah yeah) and company! As we party.. two-zero-zero-zero [Kool Keith] Step in coat check, vocal supreme sound perfect You wack man, haven't you heard this? Matador king ladies swarm around me like Jon B As I stop rappers tryin to copy Alpo(?) Rich Port(?) and AZ My temperatures one-thousand-three Look at these big head kids on labels tryin to MC With a globe dome I told you to tell that man to stay home Tell Russell to call me with Sylvia Rhome Gave him the gas, now he gotta pump in his a** I don't care if you go out with Stacey Dash Rentin cars, you tryin to copy Nas Sound like A.G., you ain't my man from Cold Crush KayGee Don't try to play me You never made a record with Mo Bee, and Master P I saw you on the Greyhound bus station floor Layin down with a doo rag on like a circus clown Strippers keep dancin around, I'm Bronx bound Your fans catch migraines from me doin my thang Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 4X) We sweet unique Pete Look at these ladies ma**agin our feet [Black Silver] Yeah Yo showdown, sho' shot, double-K, flow pop Navigate, interactive flashback Now who nice wit it? Spit it on the block daily Product, never shady, slang the real Send it to backstage, flame created a rage Mays(?) bump that in my mezzanine controller High-roller, program, this sh** jam To quick access, a**es on my lap crouches Dip through; y'all need a piece of this mental Plus a sip of this dick in your mouth Either that or stop sleepin, peepin the next man's style I elaborate on fraudulent and stick to the wild Phone-tap, we order Ocean Spray with that Fuji film, honey spread that Finger the a**crack in fact I'ma bounce with that (Yeah, bounce with that) [Kool Keith] f**in dancers back to back Aww yeah Chorus Two: Kool Keith (repeat 4X) We're sweet unique Pete Ladies ma**agin our feet