J's On My Feet - Kutt Calhoun.mp3

[00:04.29]What's up Kutt baby? It's Paul Wall
[00:06.57]You know how we do it down in Texas riding on the 84's
[00:09.09]Why don't you let them boys know how you do it down there in Kansas City
[00:11.85]Know what I'm talking bout?
[00:12.96]You know I'm coming down looking draped up and dripped out
[00:16.77]200 for the Gucci jeans iced up and chipped out
[00:20.04]150 for the tennis shoes I lace up and dip out
[00:22.80]Expensive fits to taste, let it dissolve in your ****ing mouth
[00:25.89]Fresh out on 'em all, lookin like a tailor made
[00:29.49]Manikin from Harold Penn's at the Landing Mall
[00:32.58]My Kansas City fitted's to the side cuz I'm a dog
[00:35.70]Bandana out my pocket and I'm finna blind em all
[00:39.27]I'm tellin you it's nothing, just check out my demeanor
[00:42.33]Extra crispy when I step out, I'm a walking talking cleaners
[00:45.63]On my way up to the liquor store to purchase me a pleaser
[00:48.87]Malibu, 151, pineapple juice and case of beers
[00:53.04]The ride look like throw up, and niggas say it's sick
[00:55.29]I chuck the deuce when I roll up, and represent the click
[00:58.86]I'm gettin down how I know brah, real heavy on a nigga
[01:01.89]Me and my niggas all post up, forever on the strip with them
[01:05.73]J's on my feet (feet)
[01:06.78]Car full of beat (beat)
[01:07.26]Trunk full of (heat)
[01:11.07]Caribou in the seat
[01:31.26]I got (x4)
[01:31.41]Got a gorilla in my trunk, and he ain't very happy
[01:34.92]You don't hear him tryin to get out? That's why your windows crackin
[01:38.28]Old ladies on the block threaten us all but we laughing
[01:41.49]'Til somebody called the police, cuz niggas started capping
[01:44.91]My posse's on Prospect, different location
[01:48.06]Motorcading in drops, newbies and Chevy's on the daytons saying
[01:52.83]I come through this, whatever that you playing man
[01:54.96]So many artists in look like American Band Stand
[01:58.23]The sun start to get low, bustas turn to flip mode
[02:01.53]Lookin out for enemies with hands on they pistols
[02:04.83]It's time to turn your shit low, and listen for the tip toes
[02:07.98]Cuz Killa City's known for makin simple threats official
[02:11.28]It's murk in the air, so we party with caution
[02:14.40]You can't be sure like Al B. when somebody is watching
[02:17.64]'Til all of a sudden bells ringin, bodies are dropping
[02:20.97]You think I'm crazy, this happens in my area often for them
[02:50.79]Let's find a place to meet up, it used to be a Jimmy's
[02:53.85]Now when niggas drunk and hungry everybody go to Denny's
[02:57.15]By the stadium, and it don't even cost a pretty penny
[03:00.36]When you get there, it's like a party everybody in it
[03:04.14]Elbow to elbow, niggas connecting tables
[03:06.99]Bein loud and obnoxious yellin at all the waiters
[03:10.38]And the nigga I used to **** with, sitting right over there
[03:13.53]Now my mind's on some other shit, nigga cuz I'm a player
[03:17.22]Motioning and gesturing for her to meet the guest you with
[03:20.34]I guess that's when she 'membered I'm more flyer than the rest of them
[03:23.70]We dipping in the whip now, I told the ho to sit back
[03:26.85]She pulling on my zipper, pulled the skipper out and licked that
[03:30.27]Made a nigga zig zag, I'm losing all my bearings
[03:33.27]Bout to bubble like I'm Aaron, got a suite up at the Clarion
[03:37.02]Damn shit is ****ed up, before I beat the meat I need the Magnums
[03:40.65]Gotta have 'em so I'm sma*******ng out to grab em with the