Lyrics:
jaan
Tyelye batt kyazy ch vadaan haan
This is what I'm sayin
If the govt's so nice
Why are K.P's cryin' and payin', huh?
Finna block, gun-lock, mach
But I spell a P a little bitty E Sweet bop bop bop shoo shoobie doobie doh
In a little round O
Now you add another P a big skinny L There's one more E
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
misery times two
Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me
(Double trouble)
I said, double trouble
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well I was born down in
You do unto others if you don't want it don't do the cappin'
Think that's cool? 40 Acres and a mule
Fuck that, Nellyville, 40 acres and a pool
Six
I'm down around the corner
You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee
Because she's got the power
To love me by the hour
Gives me double you L-O-V-E
I'm down around the corner
You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee
Because she's got the power
To love me by the hour
Gives me double you L-O-V-E
of time take off that
Dress I'm coming down I'm your loverman
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am
L is for love, baby
O is for only you that
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
through
O is for the only love I've ever known
Given to me by you
V is for the value
Of our priceless understanding
E is everlasting
Sweet-er
flow.
I take my city everywhere that I go!
I’m from the L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H
C-I-T-Y See I, got a paper chase.
City by the sea, it’s the 562.
That’s
Sittin' in from st. paul (we're the s-t-e-e-l-e-s) (l) (s)
Cutie pie on vocals (jam) (m)
And by way of queens (master t) (p) (l) (s)
Hey, u ain't supposed 2
walk whatever I claim to do
Knock a mule on her ass and turn the pussy black and blue
You couldn't run up if your Fighter was Virtua
I'm
the kind that explore
MC's, I blow 'em out, metaphor after metaphor
I'm more wetter than your boy bigger
So how you figure you can fuck with this rap
turn, turn
S-k-u-l-l-q-u-e-e-n
Sucking on a Skullqueen
I'm, I'm just a Skullqueen
Went there, you would know what I'm talking
About. If you never had, then we
Thought we'd send you a little musical souvenir.
Some say it was
charms
No need to try, you can't deny, that look in your eyes spelled love, love, love, love
L O V E, L O V E, L O V E was all I saw, it was love,
MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
Through any contest
I'm victorious
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many
mulema
Mulema
Love no be by force
I be think na only bills that's I no de rush
No de waka talk talk
Why u de check say
Na only you want sabi love
No be
that dress, oh
I'm coming down, yeah
I'm your loverman, yeah
'Cause I am what I am what I am what I am what I am
L is for love, baby
O is for only you
a little bit faster
Because of the shit that I done been through, I shall never call you master
You D-E-V-I-L, the cave is where you dwell
So stay up out
K'ogbenjora badia (Halima)
Lekki l'omo m'ule si (Halima)
Lekki l'omo m'ule si (Halima)
Verse 2:
Hundred percent faithfulness i go give her
She gat me loosing
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
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