Ll Cool J - n**y Nuts lyrics

It's for the ghetto.. For the ghetto (uh) for the ghetto (yeah) It's for the ghetto (uh) man it's for the ghetto (yeah) It's for the ghetto (uh) it's for the ghetto (yeah) It's for the ghetto (uh) man it's for the ghetto (yeah) [LL Cool J] Leanin dipped in rocks, pump the joint on the block Behind the Dolce Gabbana shades, peepin the spots Frostbit and I'm turnin blue, that's why I'm so hot Put the hustle down majorly and never get knocked Who can grind for this? Momma taught me to swerve Rent the presidential suite out, snatch ya bird My motto is dough or die, peace sign in the sky In the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin by Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it? Don't you know you can get it, have your wig-piece splitted Meth asked me to spit it, see my coupes is kitted And my minks is fitted, lyrically I'm sid-dick Honey frontin when you around, I always hit it The boss is home, regulatin on chrome Tell Russell it's line one, LL's on the phone [Chorus] Get off my n**y n**y nuts! (ha ha, ha ha-hah ha) (ha-hah, ha-hah-ha, ha ha-hah) Get off my n**y n**y nuts! (ha ha, ha ha-hah ha) (ha-hah, ha-hah-ha, ha ha-hah) Get off my n**y n**y nuts! [LL Cool J] Get them n**y nuts, now here's wiggy what Y'all need to do, when I come through, give it up Paper stackin, daddy get it crackin Chains might be gold, the joints always platinum (And rims) always chrome (jeans) always pressed (Loot) always right (cut) always fresh (Gear) always dipped (honey) always bangin (You hot?) Always, my n**y nuts always hangin Hold it down, rocks by the pound The new 2002 b-boy sound Hoes stand back, I'm shakin up the game You shoulda never tried, to SLIDE in my lane Guaranteed-to-blow-the-block-up When-I-ease-this milky white drop up Wanna bang ya, that's all you need to know 50 deep in Summer Jam, I closed the show [Chorus w/ variations] [LL Cool J] Nuts, y'all, baby - stay flowin! Hit Big B, tell him bring the Mo' in (bring it in) Uhh - we rockin to the rhythm (all night baby) Uncut raw, what we give 'em Hell yes - bounce to the music! (bounce) When the joint come on, everybody lose it (This year) leave the bar, hit the floor Represent, let these clowns know who you are When it's bangin like this, why stop? (Why stop?) Ask me why I pop Cris', why not? (Why not?) The flow of the century Got your Belve splashin to the melody, what you tellin me? This is fresh - 'til the day I die Leavin momma with a tear in her eye You was frontin for a minute, now what? You snapped when the joint dropped [Chorus - repeat 2X] [Neptunes ad lib for a bit]