[LL Cool J]
Yeah..
Smokin, dopin, keep your ears open
Put me on the flier and I´m guaranteed to rope in
twenty-thousand people to the place that I play at
And have em even sayin how could someone say that
they´re as good as the man who just saw
{*scratched "Cool J"*} Please give me some more
of those hoopin, scoopin, rhymes you be troopin
If you don´t know the new dance, Patti Duke´n
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
I´m snatchin airplay, from all you AIDS catchin singers
It´s a, special delivery on your front step
My picture´s on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
Cause, I love to lay down, joints for the playground
And have you OD´n sayin, y´know, J sound
righteous, the brother did what he had to
I didn´t talk about this, so I had you
sleepin, breathin sayin yo he ain´t keepin
his promise to astonish, from weekend to weekend
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth, MC´s are gettin slammed
with the

Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah, uhh - ahh
Uhh, aww yeah!

I´m the wise wizard of the microphone swingin it
Here´s a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin it
Doin a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it (HOE!) you´ll only get one chance
to work out, the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
MC´s I´ma torture, that´s already known
But while I´m torturin them, I´ma leave you alone
so you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like you´re tryin to get a part in a
dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me (tell you what?) that brother L ain´t tryin to flip
with the

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