Take It Off

(Kool Keith) New Nancy Des Rose

(Nancy Rose) Keith you gon' hold this track down for me?

I'm goin upstairs to change, I gotta get on stage

Aight? I'll be back later

(Kool Keith)

My commodes are larger

I call rappers to look at the feces

800 pounds, my pet tiger feed

You whack niggaz a bowl of doo-doo

Anything you play my pee will stain

Yellow spots from the pilgrims cause pain

George Westinghouse started to like that beam on the mouse

Imagine a apartment in Riverdale

with 5 Belve' bottles with defecation on the couch

Soiled clothes in the hampers

Warned everybody, including your hype men

Global maximum urine, piss on the core of the city

Leavin New York police department with Pampers

With KF's chicken baby, my uncle's Colonel Sanders

Watch the mixtape, niggaz don't even know yet

Pressin up homosexuals that ain't even pro yet

I vomit on most rappers gettin off a private jet

Australian orangu' tango

A key to dog Asian that's my private pet

Tighten up in Jersey kid writin some ol' cow shit

while you watchin the Nets

Your top performance is low to me

Your chihuahua, that's your apex

I respect the Taco Bell dog better than you

Cause he's cleverer than you

(Chorus: Kool Keith)

Shorty, just take off your clothes

Take them off (I wanna take it off)

Shorty, take off your clothes

Take them off (I wanna take it off)

(Nancy Des Rose)

Palm trees, blue seas, ships to outfits

I dip right into some jumpin mix

Twist and flip it over to the other side

The people say, "Hola, chula"

I'm hot to trot, Hollywood can't stop what I got

Like special stew in a pot, a remix recipe

Go back to your shop, inspect your beats

I'm recreating the streets, hits that fit

You gotta go home to take that Prozac

Cause your shit is whack, you lack the act

I come with what attacks, don't counter contracts

I stay packed with fly tracks

Flavors everywhere, I dare you to try and fly with me

Full speed ahead, you got no deal

I'm the real, down Melrose on a shopping spree

Something for me, usually some fly shit

Made just for me on an island in the highlands

You can't reach me, you can't teach me

I'm way out in the Pacific, Atlantic, the Red Sea

It's all just a breeze

A real, a meal, I heal, open all the seals

(Chorus)

(uncredited rapper)

Yo... yo, yo, yo

Let me take you there, UHH, UHH

C'mon, bash the club, we don't care

Strippers lapdance, shakin they tail, it's a crazy night

We take 'em out like every night

Let's go, that's how we do, back to the city

Crack backs real fast in the quickie

I know you like that, G-strings come off

with your black tights, we can go nuts

Slap that ass... UHH

We can get drunk, smack that ass

Those high boots

Full length fishnet black body suits

A sexy tan (yeah)

I'm a big fan, big fan baby

Chicks love me, call me a big man

A freak by nature, don't be a hater

Drink it up right out of the alligators

Yo, we in the elevator

Gettin naked, Bonaventure

They can see us, baby don't fake it

(Chorus)