Lyrics:
Nashville bound
by
John Malayter
I’m Nashville bound I’m hitting the road today nothings gonna stop me, lord I’m on my way
Riding in
shit
HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and homo R&B
I ain't payin for that Allure shit
Walkin by Bloomingdales
lookin' broke
Need to be in double dutch, jumpin' rope
Y'all Northtown folks comin' down to Manhattan World
Serious soul food made by black girls
Cornbread
to smile ya analyze, Bo!
I was born in a ruff neighborhood
Steppin' up in light, now it feels good
No one is gonna stop me, no matta what dem say
An'
to smile ya analyze, Bo!
I was born in a ruff neighborhood
Steppin' up in light, now it feels good
No one is gonna stop me, no matta what dem say
An'
These cats aint even heard me
Every song I drop gets air play
cnd chicks be looking thirsty
I owe my life to urban glory
They say
He aint never gonna
Friday night here we are, me and the urban girl standing by the bar
I swore that I'd remember her name
Well I forgot her name but I'll never forget
niggas that be payin dues? (Keith Nut)
Now who them niggas that be roamin the town
Blowin a pound, since day one holdin it down
Now who them niggas that
short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man,
Yo
Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players, doin' this VIP
You feel me?
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
Yo
Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players, doin' this VIP
You feel me?
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
Cubes on me, yea, today gonna be a good day
My ol' yay, my best friend, keep good work, I make good pay
She get good money, got good game
Got good
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
like my name was fuckin' Keith, man
I just wanna stay there, I don't wanna go, nah
Think it might be love like I was Chief Keef and she Sosa
But I ain't
was a relief more than anything and then after awhile I felt really good about it.
Keith Wilfort:
Did you have to sing a lot of songs or was it sort
now wow
I'm like ??
The movie, you seen on TV
I'll be numerous, but believe me
I'll chop you up, bash your brain, rotate your liver
Then I'm gonna
make you look like Keith Thurman
I be in the barber shops like Keith Urban
In my hood there's a saying light heart lives long
So my brothers pass trees
Are you gonna be? Say that you're gonna be
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross
A little Anita will
Yeah, yeah
We gone glo, going miles
We gone flow, no more trials, I cannot fight
Woah, woah
Grew up on Jon Keith and Monty and Zauntee
Came back from
have to engage what's happening in the moment
Because the moment's gonna be gone and then they're not gonna care
Or no one else around them is gonna
New York the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with R&B
never spoke to anyone, the f.b.i.'s at my house
Chorus: kool keith (repeat 2x)
Shoes n suits! shoes n suits!
Supreme court..
[kool keith]
Investigators
and don't squeeze it
Stampin' shit, my opps and them heated
Been goin' federal, me and Tay Keith
Good bowls of regular came from AZ
Seven-forty-two, pull
anyway?
Yeah her name is Tabitha
But yo, let me go up there first
And then, Keith you come in
And Trev you come in
Aight, aight
And we gonna cold rock
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