Kandice Love - LL Cool J lyrics

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Kandice Love - LL Cool J lyrics

[Intro:] Aiiyo Bimmy So rock the bells, Def Jam collabo' man You know'say, Bim...my...yeah Feel It's baby, (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha ha [Chorus: LL Cool J and Kandice Love] (L) I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L) And (Cool J) I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and (L) the hottest n***a in the whole spot (L) And (Cool J) you see my hand not what I got and (L) Strictly evil in the big box (L) And (Cool J) It's no stoppin when my sh** knocks and (L) Get it all baby don't stop (L) And (Cool J) don't move the bottle let the corks pop [LL Cool J] I'm incredible, well n***a, outrageous Turn money like encyclopedia pages Get freaky throw dyke b**hes in cages Paid in full european sh** f** Avis Rocks in ears...blingin' the atmosphere f** Canibus I bodied him last year But the L still here watch face crystal clear The other chick will give me heat while I shampoo her hair Head tilted back baby no more tears You mumblin' and sh** duke my flow more clear Baby listen here, I been gettin' paper for years And program directors who fronted they disappear And grimy a** n***as get laced with car bombs For bein' over-critical when Uncle get it on I'll burn your magazine, GOD'll intervene Can't front on this hip-hop phenomenon from Queens (I'm) [Chorus] [LL Cool J] Bandwagon n***as ride my dick ev'ryday And broke a** critics always got somethin' to say 'Bout how a n***a should flip his sh** a different way The f** you know "bout hip-hop, I'm LL Cool J, n***a They send Bentleys for me, security escort me Now you wanna run to the authorities and report me For being co*ky...t'ward those that co*k block me I'm makin' millions, no n***a, it don't shock me I'm supposed to have it. You never been close to karats That's why you poppin' that sh** jealous bastarts I ain't impressed by you playa that's that Matter-o-fact gimme your autograph...on my nut-sack Ya'll n***as Benigni-ing...not cool You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled But your albums trash from the skit to the covers I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber (I'm) [Chorus] [LL Cool J] Seems like ev'ry rappers a former Nicky Barnes Ya ugly a** corny n***as is wannabe dons I'm the best, platinum nine times in a row (wow) Paparozzi flash while I snatch n***as hoes (wow) Live the lifestyles so the average dime piece Wanna have my lovechild and roll L style A man hostile, but my Queens n***as run wild So when I skate through n***as strain to smile Peep my profile and my iced-out dial I tap my horn, say "What up?" but never smile And deuce a** n***as is noodles And your broke a** stripper weave is lookin' like a poodle 'Scuse my French, "Je m'appelle LL" I'm platinum again so tell 'em to go to hell Then pour some Cristal for my foes that fell Hard as hell, big fell, I excel, rock bells (I'm) [Chorus]