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Mr. Good Bar

LL Cool J

Mama Said Knock You Out [2011 Back to Black Version]

1990

and a nice pair of kegs 
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake

Mr. Good Bar

LL Cool J

Mama Said Knock You Out

1990

and a nice pair of kegs 
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake

worry cause as I say, those pilots probably have good shades (aah-aah-ooh)

Now just the other day, on a train as I lay
With you by my side, the rails are

there's no save by the bell 
True power not measured by the weight of the scale 
I give everything I got tell me how could I fail
And what I gain, a legacy

Bagging you
Prada you
I'm out here preaching my words through this microphone
They not hearing what we saying they just dance along
And I sometimes

us no
This is for the Savior, we're working towards something greater yo
Three with flavor, this shouldn't work when on paper
But it does, so we going

They be like TrojanmanCam, Big Cam, Killa Cam
You the man nigga, why never rap no more
Cause I ain't really with the sticking with the play
Every

shoes with the no slips (Pfft)
15 man it really ain't enough
Wipe my ass before I shit
Chew my food and take a puff

Down
9-5 I'm on it
Don't wanna wake

Twisting Up A Blunt I Mix The Opps With Gary Peyton
I Was Down Bad Niggas Aint Offer A Hand
The Choppa Got A Bipod Ima Let It Stand 
Do A Drive By

a middle finger
Say blessings every morning mi wake up
Give thanks to Jah another chance to get up
To hustle to the top
No be by shoes or by the tops
So mi

Jams at my house
Where I can play music, dance, sing
Put on a record and get weird
By myself
No one to stop me from singing Along, to my favorite old

home
Zetus lapetus
I see your demeanor
You're written by Stan Lee
But damn you a steamer
You driving me crazy
I park her like Peter
If I fall then let me

Quicker picker upper 
Picking up my slack 
And polish
All my All my shoes in columns 
Designer I go by
And Then I chill inside my office
Ain't no need

hypnotised
Like I'm Shallow Hal
Working on your clit
Pussy wet like river Nile
By now
You should be carrying my child

These are all things that you know

got bands now Im really up off making heads drop

Best friends with the dog like Im Peter Griffin
Gave it to my action got em fried like a piece

Pissin' On Your Steps

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

while I'm pissin' on your steps

"Ooh, ooh, pissin' on your steps"

No Del is not a mean fellow
Just because I wanna turn your dance shoes yellow

get on my hustle
But these niggas stumble
Cause how i move with the muscle
I got my strap truck and my shoes laced
My belts tight and my hoodies

Señorita

Diddy

No Way Out

1997

to dinner, wit Jordan and his wife?
Am I moving fast?  It could happen real soon
Thousand dollar shoes, dance in ballrooms
You know the dress, that got

with a unique design
I shed my old skin, leave the toxins behind

Some things in life, you only get one chance
Can't mess up my flow, I'ma do my dance

a goon on Craigslist 
Drip from my hat to my shoes no umbrella 
Magneto that's Matt homie move wit that metal
Striking like lightning trap boom like bad

I'll knock the shoes right out they teeth
Out the mud I'm from the streets
But let me tell you what i need
Six feet I need some distance please
It seems

No ignorance with no appearances

Coz I’m disappearing

Shadow master

Victory is my mode

My transport is faster

Laughter is what I give to my girl

we do is levitate
President ePhalamende, I'm about to delegate
Regulate with no debate
Always break the rules, I never choose, I don't procrastinate

God Said Lyte

MC Lyte

Da Undaground Heat, Vol. 1

2003

also creatin'
The dope, def rhyme that is always bein' taken
By a sucker MC that wants to be like me, like me
No trait of originality, none whatsoever