Lyrics:
Cause the radio's thumpin' when I'm down to play
I'm the royal chief rocker LL Cool J
Let your big butt bounce from right to left
Cause it's a actual
Barely knows her name, struck by fame
She just got a Benz, she rides with her friends
Gotta keep her beeper in her purse to make ends
Rollin' down
J
Wanna scar my face put a shot in my derrier
What you gon do when we send shots from every way
We got perion while y'all got perrier
I strut past
Let's do it, bitch
They shootin
Get down, they shootin
Twin them, got them switches in
Just chill me and Tray on the way
Jay just slapped that bitch
T5 B1 for sure and more
Rockabilly Shakeabilly Singalonga Chantilly
Do wop a diddy diddy
I got a jukebox song
A retro jukebox song
Yeh - I got
point three (yeah)
Take some pictures with the kids, everybody know me (Wop)
All I do show love and everybody know it (Wop)
I gotta hit the LQ, twelve
When I walk by, tell me, what do you see?
You see a young LL Cool J, that means
Ladies Love Cool Jewelry, jewelry
I'ma shine all night, it's gon'
maison quand on l'aura
Tu pourras dire que j'avais raison
Le palace, le jardin pour la niche du chien
(ouaf, ouaf)
Fais-moi confiance si à tes miches tu
KNIGHT: Right, I'll do you for that!
ARTHUR: You'll what?
BLACK KNIGHT: Come 'ere!
ARTHUR: What are you going to do, bleed on me?
BLACK KNIGHT: I'm
with the Wop she put the rental in her name so we can spin on opps
Fuck a drive by we gone walk down on them pussy niggas hit a nigga with a head shot
fuck with unc', he's super cool
Nigga tried to sell me a set of tools
I told him, "Unc'
They make the type of tools I use
Tools I got'll make a nigga
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop vessel,
Philly we up in here, we all live
I'm puffin this Cohiba mami coolin' her heels
All she ever seem to do is play it cool f'real
She be pushin', pop
qui veut jouer le coq
Je vaut mille Rocky au mic jusqu'à Milwaukee
J'lache do lest donc j'attends qu'on me lache de l'estime
Voici l'homme de l'est avec
REFRAIN
Y'a pas de peine, c'est ça que j'aime
La juge veut pas raccourcir ma peine
Police nationale me palpe
J'suis cramer dans le binks faut du papel
thumpin' when I'm down to play
I'm the royal chief rocker LL Cool J
Let your big butt bounce from right to left
'Cause it's a actual fact this jam is def
(30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga)
Wop
My fault, white chalk on the sidewalk and it's my fault (and it's my)
Yeah, I was out on the side walk
What Juicy say? He be like, "shut the fuck up"
Yeah (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Keep the grass cut and the snakes'll show (facts)
Keep the grass cut
of all time (LL)
The greatest of All Time (coo, coo, Cool J)
the greatest of all time
I'm the G.O.A.T.
the greatest of all time (coo-coo, coo, Cool J
know I got limited room
I might tat a nigga with the sole of my timberland boot
It's been hot in my city you know I ain't tryna be cool
Bitch I been
get it
Now sports the kind of nigga you could spot everyday
Sip lots of cherry 'Ze in a hot chevy 'Le
I know's a few niggas that plot to bury J
Pull up with that tooly what that tool do?
Poking at your body like its voodoo
And I down her pussy like its yoo-hoo
Hop in the coupe now it go
on my toes (never you learn)
We'll let it go in case your cat say no, now
J'passe sous les échelles un flingue caché dans l'Bescherelle
Moi j'en ai
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