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ll cool j – run my back lyrics

[verse 1: ll cool j]
sippin somethin on the rocks
i got a shorty that makes the bed hop
i got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stop
ima drop that phantom on you baby watch
roberto cavali and the denali, am i hot?
malibu beaches and hydrofoil yachts
baddest mercedes, lorenzos, and silver fox
i keep it flowin see we goin to the top
ima get you everything, give a d-mn how much you tell me to stop
you want it hotter then we take it ‘cross seas
party jumpin is b-mpin, tokin somethin in belize
… i know you want it sucka free
know you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me
… take it easy player
talkin greasy player, know you can feel me player
uhh… you put it down tight
yeah you not havin what you want dont even sound right

[chorus: timbaland]
hey lady! i’m gonna hit you with a wine mercedes
somebody’s gotta work with the mouth my baby
all you do is rub my back
rub my back! rub my back! rub my back! rub my back!
i said my baby
watch television is the escalade-y
go shoppin when you want to baby
all you do is rub my back
rub my back! rub my back! rub my back! rub my back! ohh!

[verse 2: ll cool j]
lay down for a while preety, relax a minute
… i caught a feelin when you represented
gave you that mercedes, you better get up in it
… get off the corner, come to pop some vintage
you never seen a player flip your whole life
dip the caddy on the freeway, hittin the strobe light
… you got a mean walk at times right?
im here to shine like, i get your mind right
uhh, charles jordan girl if you wanna take a hit
gotta? between the lippers this is it
… lazy, lay back and court the chips
some call it trickin or ballin, depends on who you wit
him or l baby, so who you gonna pick
mack motor, i told ya, i want ya livin rich
you don’t know about a brother
blow around a brother, money flow around a brother

[chorus]

[verse 3: ll cool j]
dont trip i know you like the rocks
wanna dip round the corner in the drop
music b-mpin you frontin although you say you’re not
… you got your eyes on the watch
you love the pasha, the ?, the cartier is hot
… baby you need somethin, shop
you got me trippin and goin bananas, baby stop
i caught a mean one, you never seen one
she like cream, how brothers gonna front on me?
spoilin somethin the average homey never see
i mean its only some money, nuttin to me
… but yet and still you question me
i got is that’s if you want it or ima set you free
… got em in line they beggin me
baby regardless your body is killin me
girl im lovin your anatomy
your personality, so whatcha want from me?

[chorus]

- ll cool j lyrics

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