Juicy (The KAT Remix)



A close-up photo of a juicy-looking ham, egg and cheese sandwich with a side of french fries.

Juicy (The KAT Remix)
Song Lyrics
(parody of “Juicy” by The Notorious B.I.G.)

Written by Kewl Kat
(a.k.a. Southern Cowboy)


I flamingo all the hoes.
Understand Dracula's babies where I come from

Yeah, this song is dedicated to all
Who mess with us, to all people
That told us we were freaks
And we wouldn't do well
In school

And all my homeys on the
Street and struggle

Uh-uh, I will show you big time dawg.


[Verse One]
It wasn't all dream

I used to be in the cover of Vibe magazine
RIA and KAT up in the limousine

Put trophies on my shelves
Every Wednesday night, Wacky Wednesdays, DDR and Burger King

I let my skills in the MIC flow until we were tired
Sniffing bubble gum and smelling salts, sippin' on my parents wine cabinet

Way back, when I had my ghetto pants and my Jetta
With the ghetto hat to match

Rap battles, Uh-huh huh
You didn't think KAT could make it this far

Now I'm in the spotlight because I deliver smooth
Remember when I had bologna and cheese for dinner?

Peace to Hadoken, Benny, Firestarter

I'm blowin' like I told you I would
Call me on the cell, same number same hood
You know I'm the same

Uh, if you didn't know about me, now you know dawg, uh uh


[Chorus]
You know who my crew is
Don't let nobody hold ya
You have to battle but you would win,
'cause you are my crew and you can share my bounty.


[Verse Two]
I made change from low life pimp
To up and close with DJ Hadoken

And I'm far from cheap, I drink Grey Goose with my crew all day
Spread guns, it's the Miami way

The Little Havana and Hialeah keep me tight
Girls used to hate me
Now they call me cuz they want be with me

I never thought I could make it, in this rap stuff
I was too busy drinkin' coke and stuff

Now honies are with me like French Toast and Syrup
From California down to the East and West Coast

Condos in the Beach, bars in Key West
Sold out stadiums, to hear KAT rap

Livin' life without fear
Putting 5 karat diamond ring on my hoes finger

Lunches, brunches, dinner, interview by magazines
Consider fool because I couldn't pass my FCAT

Stereotypes of MIA boy
But it's all good in the hood

Uh, if you didn't know about me, now you know dawg, uh uh


[Chorus]
You know who my crew is
Don't let nobody hold ya
You have to battle but you would win,
'cause you are my crew and you can share my bounty.

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[Verse Three]
PS2, XBOX 360

When I was strugglin' I couldn't picture this
Plasma TVs, 22 inch spinnin' rims
Got 10 rides, four limousines with chauffeur

My phones cost about 10 Gs
No need to worry, my money will handle it

And my whole crew is celebratin'
No more Pork and Beans Projects

Thinkin' back to my cockroach infested house in the hood
Now my producer rides a Cadillac with 20 inch rims

And he loves to produce hits
Smiles every time, we get new Platinum album

We used to fight when there wasn't enough food to eat
No food, no wonder why cockroaches left us

Birthdays and Christmas were worst days
Now we sip Vodka when we need to cool off

'Cause I went from poor to rich
In a blink of an eye
(It's the sh*t)

Uh, if you didn't know about me, now you know dawg, uh uh


[Chorus]
You know who my crew is
Don't let nobody hold ya
You have to battle but you would win,
'cause you are my crew and you can share my bounty.


Uh, if you didn't know about me, now you know dawg, uh uh

Uh, if you didn't know about me, now you know dawg, uh uh


Top Reviews


Reviewed by Zath:
French toast and syrup, damn straight, good analogy. Oh and what's Grey Goose? I gotta try that.


The Funk Mistress responds with this:
It's vodka. Supposedly good vodka, but I wouldn't know. Of all the alcohol I will imbibe, I've never been a vodka girl.

At least not without mixing it with something else.


Reviewed by DJ Hadoken Exlamparaaghis:
BOLOGNA AND CHEESE FOR DINNER

Oh man, this is great.

Nothing beats food, rap, and Kewl Kat.

I KNOW YOU LIKE TO EAT PANCAKES AND SYRUP
BUT I THINK YOU BETTER STOP BECAUSE
YOU'VE GOT MOLASSES ON YOUR GLASSES


Reviewed by DJ Benvenuto the Raccoon II (With the Funny Hat):
Word. Diddy is nothing but a punk compared to Kat.


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