Lyrics:
you with rough LPs
Day after day after day
You smashed in the face by the bass of Cool J
I'm
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
2.10 Tell the DJ's
Tell the Djs I wanna sound like
LL Cool J
Tell the Djs I wanna sound like
LL Cool J
Money Verse
Wise guys
we will wise
cs
and tweet
Jawbreaker cocky make Suzie can't speak
Now her friend a eyes me, a true the don neat
Love me like Mort love Julien feet, yeah
Gyal a say she want
by sayin' his name?
When all I gotta say is you's a bitch
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you nigga
You ain't no killa, on the riz-illa
So High Beam my nigga,
to set it, Yes! Yes!
Jericho Sound!
L-Boogie you know what I'm sayin?
We gonna come like Star Wars, you know what I'm saying?
We 'bout to set it!
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some
Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
to Mary J, babe with the real love
Young jefe, you can call me boss hog
See me creeping in the night? that’s my day job
That Astro, Manila heartthrob
2k
out to Mary J, babe with the real love
VERSE 1 - ASTRO HIGH
Young jefe, you can call me boss hog
See me creeping in the night? that's my day job
That
throw it back so steady
Are you ready, breathin' heavy
Time movin' slow but you throw it back so steady
This shit sound like pac man, this shit sound like
don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, 'cause you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I
You more like Hannah
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love me that
You will never change
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love
on the payroll
By selling your soul
I know this for a fact
So I think about my dreams
And how they make me feel
Got thoughts in my head
Like pennies I collect
I'm
on the scene
Kn - I mean. Peep the scene:
Jacoooze full of women.
She hittin me and him and him much love like wembelton
While niggaz screamin killa
I'm overseas
[Jeff] Let, Let, Let's Go
[Announcer] Calling all cars, calling all cars
Be on the lookout someone has stolen the D.J.
Agent F.P. get on the case
mean anything
Through thick and slim we gon' win we a team by any means y'all
[Chorus: x2]
The touch of his hand the sound of his voice
The way
All my chains getting broken at the sound of your voice
All my ways getting changed by the thought of your love
All my pain being broken by the light
nothing else helps
Yo shit will never be felt
If you ain't
Ego stroking
Masturbation
What cha sayin
Sounds like
Constipation
Pose to be
Shitin' on niggas
mix it up like juicy lacore
I put it on her, time to rock some juicy catore
Take a backseat lets do it in the bj
Yeah I know that sounds so cliche
it, Tip in the RAW, wick lit the Dro up
When shawty shoulder lean, I know it's about to go up
Hold up, I fill a Illa J, blowing Donuts
It's so nuts,
be told, I let em be
I let em go, they borrow flows, the petty thieves
I cant keep them, thoughts leave ya, thought deeper
More than a role like Ray J
nights had no songs
Why, because the D.J. was gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve
Now she is some gargoyle-looking bitch in a trailer park.
Has 5 kids by who knows how many fathers an absolute dunce
her voice it sounds like a bark.
Tou smashed in the face by the vase of Cool J
I'm--[scratches]
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
A killing machine, a savage street
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