Yo, hello, 1-900 L.L. Cool J? Yeah whassup? Can you please bust a funky rhyme for me? Yeah, I can do that, check this one out, honey I motivate, accelerate, devestate, and dominate I don't smoke crack, so I won't lose weight Give me the pussy and the money and the mic and I'm straight Go to a resteraunt, give me steak Then cook my chicken with Shake 'N Bake I leave all the preachin' to Reverand Flake How much money can one black man make? I'm what's known as a true dynamiter I write rhymes fast without a typewriter Go with the flow, but no, I'm not a biter Can't compare a cock-a-roach and a spider Hell, you might as well get a glass of punch 'Cause you're bitin' my lyrics like a Nestle Crunch, huh And bitin my rhymes ain't slick I got your gold teeth marks all over my Complications and aggravation, an unnecessary sation I'm like Sunkist, good vibrations Your album sounds like a compilation Cool out, grab a seat and listen 'cause I'ma start dismissin' Sucker MC's, who's out there frontin' Talkin' all that yang, yo you smokin' somethin' Shoulda treated me royal, yo he wasn't loyal Now it's all about chaos and turmoil, gimme that microphone I'ma show you the real meaning of the danger zone Yo hello, is this 1-900 L.L. Cool J? Yeah whassup? Can you tell me what you do when you're coolin' out?" Yo, check this out Now when I'm coolin' out, no time for a granny Just a fly girl in T-shirt and panties Can L.L. [Incomprehensible] man, can he? I tell you what, give up the fanny 'Cause on a bedroom tomb, J swift Not too big, but nothin' to play with In addition, you on a mission You need to audition for another position Doin damage is a crew tradition Name your next album intermission You're full of preservatives plus You're too conservative I'm full of flair, savoir faire, debonaire There's no competition, for this here So don't waste your time and breath I'm givin you all a big F MC's I envelop as the song goes on The rhyme develops I'm asiatic, acrobatic, charismatic You don't want no static, anyway, I ain't havin' it When I see the microphone, I'm grabbin' it Plug it in and take charge LL XL, xtra-large, knowhatI'msayin'? Hello? Hello whassup, girl? How you doin', girl? I been tryin' to call you all day Word up, I was talkin' to L.L., he was kickin' some mo' Hyped up rhymes to me Word, I spoke to him today too, them rhymes was pumpin' Well, not to cut you short but I gotta go 'cause my man is here Alright, see ya © DEF JAM MUSIC INC; L.A. POSSE MUSIC INC; SONY/ATV TUNES LLC; EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, INC; LL COOL J MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com