Take It Off

New Nancy Desrosiers!

Keith, you could hold this track down for me?

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

Aight? I'll be back later

My commodes are larger, I call rappers to look at the feces

Eight hundred pounds, my pet tiger feeds you wack ****

A bowl of doo-doo, anything you play my pee will stain

Yellow spots from the Pilgrims cause pain

George Westinghouse started the light that beamed on the Mouse

Imagine an apartment in Riverdale with five Belvedere bottles

With defecation on the couch

Soiled clothes in the hampers warned everybody

Including your hype man

Global maximum urine piss on the corporate city

Leavin' New York Police Department with Pampers

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

Watch the mixtape, **** 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 orangutan-go, Akita dog

Asian, that's my private pet

Tighten up in Jersey, kid, writin' some old 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 clever than you

Shorty, just take off your clothes

Take 'em off

I wanna take it off

Shorty, take off your clothes

Take 'em off

I wanna take it off

Palm trees, blue seas, ships, 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 recreatin' the streets, hits that fit

You gotta go home to take that Prozac

'Cause your shit is wack, 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

You see some fly shit, made just for me

On an island in the Bahamas

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: Keith Humes & (Ad-Rock)

Shorty (Woo), just take off your clothes (Yeah)

Take 'em off

I wanna take it off (Uh)

Shorty, take off your clothes (Yo)

Take 'em off

(Yo, yo, yo, let me take you there, uh, uh, c'mon)

Bash the club, we don't care

Strippers lap dance, 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 a quickie

I know you like that, G-strings come off

Your black tights, we can go nuts

Slap that ass, uh

We can get drunk, smack that ass

Those high boots

Full length fish net 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 (Stop)

They can see us, baby, don't fake it

Shorty, just take off your clothes

Take 'em off

Take it off, I wanna take it off

Shorty, take off your clothes

Take 'em off

I wanna take it off