
Put Your Nylons On Extra Kool (Ft. Kool Keith & Time)
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[Kool Keith:]
Let's get this done
Undisputed champ, I'm taking it back to rhyme
Camp, the charter bus expression, quick service
To the session, my occupation is telling rappers
Their reflection, of there expression, they know
The peep talk, you got to step off with a pimp walk
I give them tip talk, they half it up and spit talk
Cough a lot of dust, they spit chalk, who can test
The over ground, go on to the underground, how could
You come down here, back up boy don't you realize you
Got on a wedding night gown, you should break out
Quicker then the speed of sound, you name an m.c
Who went up, I see them come down, with his family
Rocking nylons and tight panties, oh is he little
Orphan Annie, he's the lyrical tranny, hanging out
With his granny, look at the envelope he gave me
What ever he hand me, taking chances m.c.s wearing
Girdles at dances, they know I'm running rapper then
Ramped...
[Hook: ~Extra Kool~]
Put your nylons on, little rappers looking silly
Feeling saucey in a stocking cap, nameless in my
City (2x)
Let's get this done
Undisputed champ, I'm taking it back to rhyme
Camp, the charter bus expression, quick service
To the session, my occupation is telling rappers
Their reflection, of there expression, they know
The peep talk, you got to step off with a pimp walk
I give them tip talk, they half it up and spit talk
Cough a lot of dust, they spit chalk, who can test
The over ground, go on to the underground, how could
You come down here, back up boy don't you realize you
Got on a wedding night gown, you should break out
Quicker then the speed of sound, you name an m.c
Who went up, I see them come down, with his family
Rocking nylons and tight panties, oh is he little
Orphan Annie, he's the lyrical tranny, hanging out
With his granny, look at the envelope he gave me
What ever he hand me, taking chances m.c.s wearing
Girdles at dances, they know I'm running rapper then
Ramped...
[Hook: ~Extra Kool~]
Put your nylons on, little rappers looking silly
Feeling saucey in a stocking cap, nameless in my
City (2x)
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