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L.L. Cool J (Album Version (Explicit))

L.L. Cool J (Album Version (Explicit))

LL Cool J

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Mama Said Knock You Out

Mama Said Knock You Out

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I was swervin' thru Queens fully grown Benz Searchin' for the butta through my Cartier lense system Bangin' out nothin' but the blends on the digital startec Rappin' to my mens Then spotted the most exotic cheekiness half Rachel half Holly The slow mo crept up nice and slow Breathin' on my ice so it shine real nice Crease my scar piece laid back in my seat Right near Bazely projects on the back streets Her name was Keisha full of street knowledge Pumped a little trees but she planned to go to college Starin' at my ice smellin' my cologne She lived on the southside so bring things on Honey got flavor and it just don't stop Does she want me for me or me for my rocks? You're car make me hot hot hot You just make me just hot hot hot I like you're rocks rocks rocks They make me hot hot hot Baby boy don't stop stop stop You keep me hot hot hot I'm a take you for all you've got Baby girl just stop stop stop Check this out She slid up my whip like the Queen of New York We jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talk Sourced up my keys to the valet cat I glanced at the fatty I'm a see about that We blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and Clyde Scooby Dooby hizza I'm feelin' the vibe cop the blue for some video type Knowin' all along how hot these kind of nights get I've got her right where I want her reality about to creep up on her Stroke her softly gently with my G while the light reflects off my ICP Waiter ice the crystal let it simmer Lights too bright here's a grand make them dimmer I kept frontin' and I just couldn't stop I don't mind spendin' paper when it's lookin' that hot You're car makes me hot hot hot You just make me just hot hot hot I like you're rocks rocks rocks They make me hot hot hot Baby boy don't stop stop stop You keep me hot hot hot I'll take you for all you've got Baby girl just stop stop stop Check yourself she pulled down the straps to her dress Reached in the Prada sparked up bangin' She said 'Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips And give up girl to push whips?' Never miss some spiritual down to my bone Why you takin' jumbo in that zone Talkin' in my face breath smellin' like cheese I asked her, 'Shorty you degrade yourself' Just to throw a little bit of ice on the shelf you turnin' me off I can't lie Keisha said, 'Why?' I said, 'Yo, how can a man respect that, knowin' if he paid' Then he correct that ice is the price for an overnight wife A true shark caller don't want that in his life So all you that are sellin' you're souls You need to put your hooker vibes on hold As for Keisha she workin' on the stroll Dead ass broke but her pimp the man grow You're car makes me hot hot hot You just make me hot hot hot I like you're rocks rocks rocks They make me hot hot hot Baby boy don't stop stop stop You keep me hot hot hot I'm a take you for all you've got Baby girl just stop stop stop Check yourself You're car makes me hot hot hot You just make me hot hot hot I like you're rocks rocks rocks They make me hot hot hot Baby boy don't stop stop stop You keep me hot hot hot I'm a take you for all you've got Baby girl just stop stop stop Check yourself You're car makes me hot hot hot You just make me hot hot hot I like you're rocks rocks rocks They make me hot hot hot
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