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dropping in your eye
Burning afro puffs, with that greasy sticky stuff
I get rough, and plant my seed into your rectum
Masterbating at warp speed, I pull
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,
nothin but a jam)
How do you like it when I do it just like that
(ain`t nothin but a Keith Sweat jam)

[Left-Eye]:
Yo here we go-Left Eye flow
What`s
Keith Sykes

About her eyes, now they're misty shinin'
About her hair, it's long and clean
About her face, now it's soft and smiling

But you can't
I'm not happy at all 

[Keith] I wonder  what's really goin on in your life 

Would you tell me? 

[Girl] A lot of problems 

[Keith] But I got
VIP
Come get with me, mmm

Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's
Yeah, the ambassadors
Uh. Excuse me Miss whats your name, Keith's back again so tell all your friends.
Keith Sweat, Lets go

I'm not hating
of fast
Keith Sweat you gotta make it last
Live every day like it's your last 
But don't forget to have blast

Don't miss this moment don't let it pass
together

[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! Keith Murray is your (?) MC Ultra
With the sickest comeback like nigga I told ya
Honeys sweat me like conversation,
VIP
Come get with me, mmm

Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's
One breath away
From Mother Oceania
Your nimble feet make prints
In my sand

You have done
Good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace
thinkin about? 

Black Elvis, rock star, walkin down Broadway 

Chillin in the project hallway 



(repeat 1.5X) 



[Kool Keith] 

Tour bus,
Hot, hot, Keith Sweat
Hot, hot, hit district
Hot, hot, Royalty
Hot, hot, come on, uh

No
Yeh, yeh 100 percent girl, listen
There's a thin line
get all low, high again you jones
Twisting convulsing, overdosing, skin turns pale
Writhing in sweat, moribund death comes for you
Slicing your wrist
to get your shit together

[Verse 3: Keith Murray]
Yo! Keith Murray is your (?) MC Ultra
With the sickest comeback like ni**a I told ya
Honeys sweat
If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink
up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
[Esham]
3-1-3, D-E-T, N.Y.C.
Detroit up in this motherfucker!
Esham and cool Keith

Ass, and titties, hundreds and fiddies
Me and cool Keith
trouble to your right side 

[Sadat] Hey we givin it all, and that's all we got to give 



[Kool Keith] 

Bumpin systems, rollin down the street in
VIP
Come get with me, mmm

Goodness grief, it's Snoop and Keith Sweat
A double dose of this triple threat
Yep, Moet White Star in a glass
Here's
what it buys

In the hard country
Making a living by the sweat of my brow
Hard country
Looking at the world from the back of a plow

An honest
One breath away from mother Oceanðòa
Your nimble feet make prints in my sands
You have done good for yourselves
Since you left my wet embrace
condoms humpin on Ampex
My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected
My first black robot, 
space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat (meow)
Your brain is
with the jam! 
Sit back, relax, niggaz and watch me kick it 
Don't flex, in my pocketbook I pack a biscuit 
I blow your ass out (click click booyaka)
up with Guru, of course

[Big Shug] 
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house

[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one