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Tytuł: Throw Ya L's Up

  • Wykonawca: Ll Cool J
  • Wy¶wietleń: 278
Uhh, hot, fire, hot, uhh
  
  [Chorus]
  L!!! Who bring you the hotness?
  L!!! Yo, you don't wanna start with
  L!!! Forever keepin it locked
  It's now time to rock with - L!!! - throw your L's up
  
  [LL Cool J]
  Don't ever underestimate the Jack the Ripper
  Be clear, every time he reappears, it's sicker
  Listen here, the mind expanded, the vision is slicker
  I'm long range like a miss-ile, many styles to getcha
  Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture
  But I'd rather break bread, kick knowledge and get some money witcha
  I'm willin and able, to smooth pounds out like Witch Hazel
  The legend is real, I'm not a fable
  Captivated the screen, I'm Queens' Clark Gable
  If it ain't a joint, bet your label, don't put it on the table
  I'm out for the moolah, throw better hooks than David Tua
  Who's the nicest? (L, YOU ARE!!)
  
  [Chorus - repeat 2X]
  
  [LL Cool J]
  You don't want it with L, b'ship cats'll get banged out
  Put your flow throw a filter boy - shake the old slang out
  23's in the building, watch my tongue hang out
  Makin MC's scatter like multiple shots rang out
  Day one since I came out, they can't put the flame out
  My temp seizin, perfect reason to blow the game out
  Skatin off in the Navi, naw baby you can't have me
  But I know cats will pay for that 'n lace ya - yeah, gladly
  Warning, young rappers, you don't want a career?
  Y'all wanna keep goin platinum, y'all don't wanna disappear?
  Stop boppin backstage like you causin me fear
  Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and that's a problem
  The vet's in here
  
  [Chorus - repeat 2X]
  
  [LL Cool J]
  Tension on the mic, halftime highlights
  L Boogie bangin on 'em, jumpin through the skylight
  You stand corrected, I'm hot, so get it riddight
  I'm just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight
  Aight? Oh, these various rappers is so hilarious
  Who put the mic down but y'all ain't qualified to carry this
  Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscellaneous
  So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous
  Oh! I can't take it, why, must they fake it
  Flows is fully dressed, yours is butt naked
  Forever I will be, the one they came to see
  Blowin mics in half baby, who else could it be but
  
  [Chorus - repeat 4X]
  
  [LL Cool J]
  Uhh, I'm so hot (yeah)
  We so hot (yeah)
  Uhh, uhh, you so hot (I'm so hot)
  Uhh, uhh, feel it hot (yeah)
  Uhh, uhh, are you hot (you make me hot)
  Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot (oooh)
  Uhh, uhh, are you hot (yes I'm hot)
  Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot - feel it! (yeah)