Kwamé - Throw Ya L's Up lyrics

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Kwamé - Throw Ya L's Up lyrics

Uhh, hot, fire, hot, uhh [Chorus] L!!! Who bring you the hotness? L!!! Yo, you don't wanna start with L!!! Forever keepin it locked It's now time to rock with - L!!! - throw your L's up [LL Cool J] Don't ever underestimate the Jack the Ripper Be clear, every time he reappears, it's sicker Listen here, the mind expanded, the vision is slicker I'm long range like a miss-ile, many styles to getcha Tear ya out the frame so the hood can get the picture But I'd rather break bread, kick knowledge and get some money witcha I'm willin and able, to smooth pounds out like Witch Hazel The legend is real, I'm not a fable Captivated the screen, I'm Queens' Clark Gable If it ain't a joint, bet your label, don't put it on the table I'm out for the moolah, throw better hooks than David Tua Who's the nicest? (L, YOU ARE!!) [Chorus] - repeat 2X [LL Cool J] You don't want it with L, b'ship cats'll get banged out Put your flow throw a filter boy - shake the old slang out 23's in the building, watch my tongue hang out Makin MC's scatter like multiple shots rang out Day one since I came out, they can't put the flame out My temp seizin, perfect reason to blow the game out Skatin off in the Navi, naw baby you can't have me But I know cats will pay for that 'n lace ya - yeah, gladly Warning, young rappers, you don't want a career? Y'all wanna keep goin platinum, y'all don't wanna disappear? Stop boppin backstage like you causin me fear Cause you startin to get on my nerves, and that's a problem The vet's in here [Chorus] - repeat 2X [LL Cool J] Tension on the mic, halftime highlights L Boogie bangin on 'em, jumpin through the skylight You stand corrected, I'm hot, so get it riddight I'm just spittin, when the middick is gripped, I spit it tiddight Aight? Oh, these various rappers is so hilarious Who put the mic down but y'all ain't qualified to carry this Your, tracks are garbage and bars are miscellaneous So, throwin your joint at my car was spontaneous Oh! I can't take it, why, must they fake it Flows is fully dressed, yours is bu*t naked Forever I will be, the one they came to see Blowin mics in half baby, who else could it be but [Chorus] - repeat 4X [LL Cool J] Uhh, I'm so hot (yeah) We so hot (yeah) Uhh, uhh, you so hot (I'm so hot) Uhh, uhh, feel it hot (yeah) Uhh, uhh, are you hot (you make me hot) Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot (oooh) Uhh, uhh, are you hot (yes I'm hot) Uhh, uhh, I know I'm hot - feel it! (yeah)