Narcotic Farm LAAS (Ft. Kool Keith)

On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Narcotic Farm" by LAAS (Ft. Kool Keith). Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.

[Intro]
Ultimate talk, championship
Ultimate talk, championship
Ultimate talk, championship
Ultimate talk, championship
Ultimate talk

[Part 1: Kool Keith]
Living massive on steroids
True Religion corduroys
Manager jigging the Backstreet Boys
The Beverly Center with Apple's on Fiona
Boats with naked bitches in Barcelona
Fuck with me, you sip coffee Patron up
Italian Whiskey, you've never thrown up
People say I'm a balloon company in itself
Everything is blown up
They crying if a girl cost a hundred bucks
Piece of pie with diamonds around the crust
You won't know if you fast food lust
Me, myself and I, you might get a tattoo of us
Soft floors, seven cameras watch you in the corridor
Once you enter you see the paintings on the wall with metaphor
Enter another room, you see your favorite female artist with no draws
I'm sitting with gas water by the fireplace getting jerked off
Many have one night of my fantasy
But they cry when they take work off
She Labrador Retrieve chicks for me
What you know about expensive birds, dog?

Previous Lyric Next Lyric