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She rolled up from the bar with Kahlua and cream Parked her wheel chair by the karaeoke machine Closed her eyes and sang "Dancing Queen" She sang
much coke Jim Beam and Jameson, they just gave me joke When I see Pernod, I say oh hell no Kahlua's a turn off, I tell him to Smirnoff Captain
Oh Jesse I'd like to be One of those men up on the screen With an elegant lady and a cafe in Paris Serving pernod and kahlua with cream You can
Lou Farigno on coke Yo, Africans denyin niggaz up in yellow cabs Musty like funk, wavin they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin like Kahlua's on rocks
on coke Yo, Africans denyin' niggaz up in yellow cabs Musty like funk, wavin' they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' like Kahlua's on rocks On the crack
alcohol bartender two kahlua's and milk With crushed ice in the blender What up love? Let's jelly off the dance floor Before ya man come lookin' for
real hard on this gift of mine Wouldn't you if you were spitting so sewer Strawberry blunts with the milk and Kahlua You're like what's he think cause
They couldn't match up with the fly nigga Wit his back against the wall Heads clapped once I came in the door I played the speaker, sippin on Kahlua
double loco Met up in caf?intermezzo for some late night pasty Conversation hasty 'cause i was ready to dip Sweatsuit velour so i ordered kahlua Fell
a tight denim, that ass look right in 'em Shit, I'm riding 'em, cool as Kahlua's with ice in 'em, shit... [Hook: Ghostface Killah (Cappadonna)] Aiyo,
linen, a tight denim, that ass look right in 'em Shit, I'm riding 'em, cool as Kahlua's with ice in 'em, shit Aiyo, yo, yo, yo, I pass the mic to Cap,
the underground, blammin out Metropolis Higher rock to this said the 85 I take my steez Turnin towards Kahlua, knew I shouldn't a ran it through And I should
heads like Kahlua, milk and vodka Then tell they punk ass to move on like Silkk the Shocker Word to my godfather, who bombs harder Be out to get the paper
on tight jeans Should have been Kahlua or ice cream My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature Try
just afraid, handin' me they bracelets Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink Kahlua and gin, throw up on the mic Your life is ruined,
handin' me they bracelets Chillin' in the lab wasted I'm the type that'll drink kahlua and gin throw up on the mic Your life is ruined, you get socked
niggaz with math is back up Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up Playground maneuver, jet to Vancouver like this Two Kahluas one chick
(Finished) I stay wit the gun shooters, drum movers Raazoo Kahlua turn one ruler to son doola And the same brother that you knew Came through in the rain same
It's RNF and Junior M.A.F., runnin through ya like Kahlua If rum sung then you fly, niggaz with the 45 but True Lies, but you brought out
keep it milky like Kahlua Ya heard my shit be off the optimately optimate Once a nigga begin to spit, get ya high like trees and shit That's
fill you with Kahlua and cream on your newest skirt So the moral of the story Is you ain't gettin backstage if you ain't givin oral in a orgy
Claus Santa do you know E-40? Bet you that nigga say "That's my homey!" We used to perv grind curb trip to my grandma Kahlua milk and brandy almost
no loser Yeah, you the shit, southern slang from Anua The booty connoisseur when I'm drinking on Kahlua Go see this rose, gal I won't try you with