[LL Cool J]
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Yeah..
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Smokin, dopin, keep your ears open
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Put me on the flier and I'm guaranteed to rope in
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twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
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And have em even sayin how could someone say that
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they're as good as the man who just saw
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{*scratched "Cool J"*} Please give me some more
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of those hoopin, scoopin, rhymes you be troopin
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If you don't know the new dance, Patti Duke'n
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Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
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I'm snatchin airplay, from all you AIDS catchin singers
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It's a, special delivery on your front step
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My picture's on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
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Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground
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And have you OD'n sayin, y'know, J sound
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righteous, the brother did what he had to
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I didn't talk about this, so I had you
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sleepin, breathin sayin yo he ain't keepin
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his promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
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But here it is, the jam of all jams
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And from this day forth, MC's are gettin slammed
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with the
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah!
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I'm the wise wizard of the microphone swingin it
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Here's a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin it
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Doin a dance in tight bike pants
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So get up on it (HOE!) you'll only get one chance
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to work out, the soreness in your muscles
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Do your own thing, even the hustle
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MC's I'ma torture, that's already known
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But while I'm torturin them, I'ma leave you alone
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so you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
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And look wild like you're tryin to get a part in a
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dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
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Now tell me (tell you what?) that brother L ain't tryin to flip
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with the
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah!
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Movin, groovin, admit that you've been
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shocked and rocked and I'm on top and it's been proven
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I'm self-reliant, on stage I'm defiant
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All those rumors are small things to a giant
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I'm not a cool calm, collected type of brother
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I'm kind of hype that's why I'm a good lover
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In bed I'm energetic, kind of like a freight train
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Goin so crazy I have the girlies sayin, "Wait James!"
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I do damage - use the beef to build a sandwich
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And when I'm done, she'll be sayin, "How did you manage
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to make me feel pleasure from my toes to my head?
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On top of that, you ran laps around the bed"
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So bust out the pumped up funk that I'm revealin
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and listen to it, while you're in your car wheelin
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On on your Walkman as you're starin at the ceiling
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Or when you and your love is sex-appealin
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to the
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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KnowhatI'msayin?
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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It's like a smooth joint, youknowhatImean?
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Uhh, aww yeah!
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Real mellow, on the love tip, check it out
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
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Uhh, aww yeah!
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Marvelous!
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Smokin', Dopin'
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| L.L. Cool J |
