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    "Captain Save Em" Lyrics

    Kool Keith

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    [Kool Keith: talking]
    Yeah
    All you ladies walkin around in the club
    With them fake engagement rings on
    Acting like you married
    The Captain is here
    We shall report to the front
    And all you guys acting like you real players
    Who always talk behind peopla back
    I never see you with no girls!
    It's gettin kinda strange, funny style
    Let the Captain begin

    [Kool Keith]
    White Stesson hat, fur manicure, matchin mink
    Makin NBA players start to think, who's that standin' over there
    Takin pictures for Rolling Stone magazine with a leash on a polar bear
    Sky blue suit from Milan, girls posin their executive area
    Acting like they don't see me, standin in front of me
    Walkin by me three or four times
    Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin to turn me on
    Eyewitness news interrupt the Shane Mosley fight
    Just to pan in closer to my shoes
    Televised, myself beyond cellular phones and buisness cards, I network
    Make the Billboard, number one singers and rappers
    People from RCA, Clive Davis net-hurt

    [Chorus - 2x]
    Save 'em (save 'em)
    Captain save 'em all (save 'em all)
    Save 'em (save 'em)
    Captain save 'em all (save 'em all)

    [Kool Keith]
    Cover my face with Rayban glasses, from photographers I try to hide
    Ladies with lingerie cry, cause I wear protection won't come inside
    Places get empty when I leave
    Pay butlers 600 dollars a minute just to adjust my cufflinks, and my shirtsleave
    In 2003, in the double R, I lean metallic green
    Professional chauffeurs over my doors
    Women lust over my lyrics like basketball players
    NFL teams walk up unbenouced
    Excuse me! I'm talkin to Tristar Pictures right now
    Keyshawn Johnson I heard you a great football star
    I'm not plastic, but I'm on a conference call
    Talking to Michelle Phieffer and Ben Barene
    Go down stairs to the movie theaters
    Me and my old lady like the persuaders
    Morrie alligators, 800 combination flavors
    Countin presidents, we stand with cash mil's, like the Miz

    [Chorus - 2x]

    [Kool Keith]
    Jacuzzi bathtub, with a 24-second clock to take your panties down
    If not most girls get replaced by a sub
    Sent home, upscale in a limosine with a Subway sandwich and a dub
    erased from the system
    I move better, collared shirt made of leather
    Why would you be walking around Beverley Hills wearin pleather?
    With lights, camera, action
    A part of my MCing is a small fraction
    Strong machines coming on Greyhound from Memphis
    Girls screamin at the Captain, "I wanna be saved!"
    Me and Barbara Streisand walking down the corridor, with more
    (And so much to offer)

    [Chorus - 2x]

    Save 'em! (save 'em)
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY.
    Written by Keith Thornton.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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