act, God could be where I'm at Lil' momma we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) The P-I-M-P, the pockets are filled deep The cars are sick B, the bars is
to act an idiot, a lot not just a little bit Watch when Kansas City hit TECH N9NE's gonna spit it You want this record cool go get it Hot when the flames
up What the fuck is up? She got you whipped, got your kids Got your home, but that's not your bitch You share that girl, don't let 'em hear daddy Earl It'll make 'em sick
That sh-t look like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She
She told me how girls fool you for the bucks And I should stay low, cool up in the cut I told her the difference, a wooler from the blunt That's how we get down, so cool
you acting so funny? You know she been flirtin' while your workin' Behind the curtain knuckles jerkin' for certain Poppin' that pussy, sweatin' till no fluid is left When I come in the party with J
to see you smile and enjoy yourself Cause it's cool when you cause a Kardi condition To spread peace and love ay yo that's my mission So a listen, a to
don't think this guy is well " I'm high as hell I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail I'll fuckin, I'll fuckin Lay your nuts
on the drum tap Dog a donut nice and crafty Poke your lips out sassy when you ask me Special request is granted (aah) Head all slanted, (uhh) the gym has planted (So
this shit for free this time this one?s for fun Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces With one thesis, LL Cool J is hard Every little boy wanna
you gon' ride after the show Ain't no punk goes so I suppose you'll get throwed by some elbows Fuck it I'll fill his ass wit' holes on that funk blow
case For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when it's real Them cops can't roll to Triple Six so no lord can save'em I
it low It's a dirty old world, nigga, if you didn't know Don't tell ya business to hoes 'cause they'll cross you up Tell they oldman you got her, he'll
so called pranksters and them gangsters I run DMC's from rappers that's petter piper I am the big apple, ain't nobody ripper, man I'm not M.J., I'm a
get girl I know you diggin' me, I'm diggin' you, so what's the hold up? You did me wrong alone my style is wild but still I'm tow up So sick you made