Photo Session - Kool Keith



unlabelled bonus track appearing after "Lovely Lady"



[Kool Keith]

Yeah..

I like that little leopard furry outfit

I love it

You gonna get pregnant wearin that

Put on this blindfold

Turn around don't look at me

Pull your panties to the side



I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings

She likes her thongs with my fingers all between her cheeks

She go go dance strip at clubs on the row for weeks

Shakin her fannies, come here girl, let me fill them panties

Spread your legs, and cock the booty, spread the pink fa-rutti

Not Ray Moore, no matress here, baby on the floor

With helmets and mask, and grease up in that anus fast

Back door delivery, the mailman remember me

Don't front now, them breasts are ready, I'ma milk the cow

With rockets that blow, paralyze your anal sockets

My fantasy is hidin used condoms in your pockets

while you chill, here's a towel, plus your Massengil

That's word like Pete Rock's, let's freshen up that funk box

I pump like diesel fuel, stamina speed, strong as a ox

Takin a shower, run the steam water for a hour

That's word I'm naked you can best believe I don't fake it

Pull off your bra straps, and jerk off on your pretty kneecaps

Yeah..



Chorus: Kool Keith (repeat 2X)



Can I see your panties girl? You wanna take em off

Dye your hair blonde, hook up your weave and call Steve

for the photo session (yeah..)



[Kool Keith]

Got my tripod set up for photographs, you get wet

Pull my porno tapes, while you listen to Keith Sweat

That's no joke, I do construction now your rectum's broke

No matter how famous the anal beads are for your anus

Your girlfriend is sloppy, a dyke, tryin to be so cocky

I stuck a broom between her punchin coochie like I'm Rocky

She was excited from the rip out, she pulled my tip out

My cape is on with latex, I make vaginas flip out

Open your rear end, with tools before you count to ten

That's word to moo moo, know how I'm trained to move that boo boo

Back them two boobs, you on the tape with seven dudes

Your temperature's more beyond to sleep with Michael Jackson

You want interviews, in locker rooms, movie action

Camcorders R. Kelly, or Russell peein on your belly

Smelly socks from Laker players, you can suck they jocks

I walk in projects, and underwears on Bronx blocks

Send Tampex FedEx while I slip on condoms you drink Beck's

Hold up your butt right, cause Vinica can make you tight

_All Night Long_, like Mary Jane, finger poppin girls

Luscious drawers, I keep my penis movin in your jaws

Swallow it baby



Chorus 1.5X



[Kool Keith]

Intensive care, you're pretty, climbin on the toilet seat

Puttin fingers in buttholes, through your cracks I defeat

Word is bond, remove your stainfree it'll turn me on

Put on your freaky jacket, bend over, let me smack it

Move in your room while my penis stretch, hit the moon

Open your back and see them buns shine when you jack up

On Greyhound buses we can check in at a sleazy motel

Sign contracts, and do a dirty scene, in a hotel

Manufactured, distribution while you keep on douchein

We'll make you a star, we'll film tonight, at this bar

Two hundred men, wackin off, you on the tablecloth

She's in the center dressed up, like it's cold in winter

No domination, hide your panties in the Amtrak station

Shoot off your load, see the Caddy comin down the road

Baby got back, rub my hand up all up in that crack

Nurse that breast, tittie milk can give me stimulation

I throw your legs your perfume, give me motivation

I drive surface.. yeah!



Chorus 2X



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