Vārdi: Kool Keith. Spankmaster. Jewelry Shine.

[Kool Keith]


I murder raps perhaps you come and get on
serious to spit on, flow on, double tracks and go on

Switch up the beat, practice tactics girls who bore me

Throw the booth hit the matress, nigga you lack this

Fakin jacks like an actress


The more the time orgy, the more the rhyme'll be
off the hook you shook tours and shows to book

We gettin live tonight, shut down Jive tonight

Move like planes in flight, lyrics are built and tight

Changin four lanes again, fools get tamed again

Clothes the right position, asked my name again

P.I. flossy, why would you talk G

Crowds'll hawk me, women support me

Danger deadly, she make it clap B


[Chorus]


Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(Do you wanna spend some time?)

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(Let your jewelry shine)




[Kool Keith]
Girl turn around, let me peak at your thong

Table dance around - five dollars a song

Booty shorts is on, buttcheeks is warm

Pros move and perform, double back to the back


Let me touch your cat, supermodels'll cum
Chillin back with the hoodrats, single to broke

Give 'em out cause it's like that, throw 'em a stack

Opportunity smack, boss game you lack

Big girls and poles, flip steady like an acrobat

Rotate and shake around, bring small hate around

Bubble with funk quick, three thousand data sound

Floss your campaign, your man with champagne

Nothin to do, catch the freak spot when it rain

Get out the lane bro, it's still the same yo



[Chorus]


Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(Do you wanna spend some time?)

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na


Na na, na-na na na na
(You gotta let your jewelry shine)



[Kool Keith]

First reverse, my mink long with my coat on


My song playin, my CD pump that I wrote on
Feather in weight, my sneakers light when I float on
Takin my glasses off, butts around are soft


I come around people peak, but scared to cough

One major label like you cryin, you wanna get off

My closet pack, rappin for a stack with more

with Puffy and Jennifer cookouts, ridin along

On top of my building, midtown, playin some golf

6:30 with state, on phone, with Gorbachev
Mafia contracts, gettin rappers knocked off


Takin pictures with Michael Jackson and the 7 Dwarfs

(*repeat "dwarfs"*)



[Chorus]

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(Do you wanna spend some time?)


Na na, na na na na
Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na


(Let your jewelry shine)
Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(Do you wanna spend some time?)

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

Na na, na-na na na na

(You gotta let your jewelry shine)