ThiefofBaghdad - Lady k**er lyrics

Open up your eyelids, look at the horizon Tell me what you see, do you see me smilin'? Naw, probly not, my spirit is right here Sittin' my captain's chair with a bottle of beer And it's good, yeah it's great, for heaven's sake, I love the taste Of a cold one- chillin' at 8pm on Sunday writin' poems That the people love- it's what the people need It's me Jarvy on the rhyme, man- Thief is on the beat Heat the ma**es, at least the nooks crannies Someday I'll fill an atlas with cats who understand me Rambling off a lesson trying to make it all fit Profit is not the focus, but I won't oppose it one bit Don't throw sh** that you can't pick up I'm quick rip that sh** up In it for the rhythm, never spittin' to make a quick buck Yo, do you get it yet? 'Cause I can do it all day Man, I can do it till your ruined or your hair turns gray And long after, I be the rafters Swingin' back and forth on vines- divine rappers test it I guarantee I'll wreck ya' body while I'm restin' Best to check your head and get to steppin' Say, what's all the fuss about? Jumpin' and jivin' and buckin' about? Jarvy the man- he be rockin the benefit better than y'all Somethin' about the way he moves the tongue If it was a comp, he woulda won- dun dada Thinkin' he got it, wanna stop him, but he buggin' out What's all the fuss about? Shut ya' mutha-f**in' mouth Don't even consider gettin' close He boast a bunch about the sk** Sure, maybe some of it is filler- But the kid'll still get your girl and drill her Lady k**er Smooth as margarine, Jarv is harder than army men Well maybe not, but watch as I'm- Gettin' props from your mom and them Them being her friends, hot damn, they on some cougar sh** They tell me that they love my hair, they tell me that I'm 2 legit "Never quit, Jarv" "You da sh**, Jarv" Oh, you're too kind, I'm blushing and my dick's hard Uhhhh woah, stop- now go Back and attack whack cats with that flow You know what I'm 'bout, yeah- you know how I feel You know I'm a fool Crackin' jokes coppin' a feel upon the bossoms 'Mmmmm, damn babeh you pretty I'll marry you and carry you throughout your favorite city Or town- Baby, I'm ready to settle down- start a family But she didn't like the rambling of clown So my sad face overcame my dad face Mad haste made to her sister with the braids Say, what is all the fuss about? Jumpin' and jivin' and buckin' about? Jarvy the man- he be rockin the benefit better than y'all Somethin' about the way he moves the tongue If it was a comp, he woulda won- dun dada Thinkin' he got it, wanna stop him, but he buggin' out What's all the fuss about? Shut ya' mutha-f**in' mouth Don't even consider gettin' close He boast a bunch about the sk** Sure, maybe some of it is filler But the kid'll still get your girl and drill her Lady k**er Yeah, I guess I'll tell the truth- I ain't cool and I'm weak I'm a sh** talkin' b**h, lady k**er? Never me But I love 'em, somethin' about the way that they walk We don't have to f**, we can just talk x2 You can ride with me You can buy me things You take me out And pay to fine dine with me x4 Lady k**er