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ll cool j – ll cool j lyrics

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aiiyo, bimmy
so rock the bells, def jam collabo’, man
you know what i’m sayin’, bimmy? yeah
feel this, baby

i’m the g.o.a.t., i just ball a lot
(l l)
an’ i’m double platinum on the hot blocks
(cool j)
an’ the hottest n-gg- in the whole spot
(l l)
an’ you see my hand, not what i got
(cool j)

an’ strictly evil in the big box
(l l)
an’ it’s no stoppin’ when my sh-t knocks
(cool j)
an’ get it all, baby, don’t stop
(l l)
an’ don’t move the bottle, let the corks pop
(cool j)

i’m incredible, well, n-gg-, outrageous
turn money like encyclopedia pages
get freaky, throw dyk- b-tches in cages
paid in full, european sh-t, f-ck avis

rocks in ears, blingin’ the atmosphere
f-ck canibus, i bodied him last year
but the l still here, watch face, crystal clear
the other chick that give me head while i shampoo her hair

head tilted back, baby, no more tears
you mumblin’ an’ sh-t, duke, my flow more clear
baby, listen here, i been gettin’ paper for years
an’ program directors who fronted, they disappear

an’ grimy -ss n-gg-s 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

i’m the g.o.a.t., i just ball a lot
(l l)
an’ i’m double platinum on the hot blocks
(cool j)
an’ the hottest n-gg- in the whole spot
(l l)
an’ you see my hand not what i got
(cool j)

an’ strictly evil in the big box
(l l)
an’ it’s no stoppin’ when my sh-t knocks
(cool j)
an’ get it all, baby, don’t stop
(l l)
an’ don’t move the bottle, let the corks pop
(cool j)

bandwagon n-gg-s ride my d-ck everyday
an’ broke -ss critics always got somethin’ to say
’bout how a n-gg- should’ve flipped his sh-t a different way
the f-ck you know ’bout hip hop? i’m ll cool j

they send bentleys for me, security escort me
now you wanna run to the authorities an’ report me
for being c-cky towards those that c-ck block me
i’m makin’ millions, no, n-gg-, it don’t shock me

i’m supposed to have it, you never been close to karats
that’s why you be poppin’ that sh-t, jealous b-st-rds
i ain’t impressed by you, playa, that’s that
matter o’ fact, gimme your autograph, dawg, on my nut sack

y’all n-gg-s benignin’, not cool
you just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled
but your alb-m’s trash, from the skit to the covers
i tear the plastic off it an’ use it for a rubber, i’m

i’m the g.o.a.t., i just ball a lot
(l l)
an’ i’m double platinum on the hot blocks
(cool j)
an’ the hottest n-gg- in the whole spot
(l l)
an’ you see my hand, not what i got
(cool j)

an’ strictly evil in the big box
(l l)
an’ it’s no stoppin’ when my sh-t knocks
(cool j)
an’ get it all, baby, don’t stop
(l l)
an’ don’t move the bottle, let the corks pop
(cool j)

yo, seems like every rappers’ the former nicky barnes
ya ugly -ss corny n-gg-s is wannabe dons
i’m the best, platinum, nine times in a row
paparazzi flash while i sn-tch n-gg-s’ hoes

live the lifestyles, so the average dime piece
wanna have my lovechild an’ roll l style
a man hostile but my queens n-gg-s run wild
so when i skate through n-gg-s strain to smile

peep my profile an’ my iced out dial
i tap my h-rn, say, “what up?” but never smile
an’ deuce -ss n-gg-s is noodles
an’ your broke -ss stripper weave is lookin’ like a poodle

excuse my french, je m’appelle ‘ll’
i’m platinum again, so tell ’em to go to h-ll
then pour some cristal for my foes that fell
hard as h-ll, they fell, i excel, rock bells, i’m

i’m the g.o.a.t., i just ball a lot
(l l)
an’ i’m double platinum on the hot blocks
(cool j)
an’ the hottest n-gg- in the whole spot
(l l)
an’ you see my hand, not what i got
(cool j)

an’ strictly evil in the big box
(l l)
an’ it’s no stoppin’ when my sh-t knocks
(cool j)
an’ get it all, baby, don’t stop
(l l)
an’ don’t move the bottle, let the corks pop
(cool j)

you know what i’m sayin’?
you’re whole click is [incomprehensible]
know what i’m sayin’?
i got the daze in my maze, i’ma faze ’em
you know what i mean? they can’t faze me

like all my cali n-gg-s say, i can’t be faded, dawg
it’s the ny [incomprehensible], you know what i mean
queens in the house, ’til death do us apart, baby
hip hop for life, which y’all n-gg-s want?



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