LL Cool J Lyrics
| Song | LL Cool J |
| Artist | LL Cool J |
| Album | G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Adam Fenton & James Todd Smith | |
| 作词 : Hawkins, Smith, Spivey | |
| 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 nigga 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 shit 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, nigga, outrageous | |
| Turn money like encyclopedia pages | |
| Get freaky, throw dyke bitches in cages | |
| Paid in full, | |
| European shit, fuck | |
| AvisRocks in ears, blingin' the atmosphere | |
| Fuck 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' shit, duke, my flow more clear | |
| Baby, listen here, | |
| I been gettin' paper for years | |
| An' program directors who fronted, they disappear | |
| An' grimy ass niggas 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas ride my dick everyday | |
| An' broke ass critics always got somethin' to say' | |
| Bout how a nigga should've flipped his shit a different way | |
| The fuck you know 'bout hip hop? | |
| I'm LL Cool | |
| JThey send | |
| Bentleys for me, security escort me | |
| Now you wanna run to the authorities an' report me | |
| For being cocky towards those that cock block me | |
| I'm makin' millions, no, nigga, it don't shock me | |
| I'm supposed to have it, you never been close to karats | |
| That's why you be poppin' that shit, jealous bastards | |
| I ain't impressed by you, playa, that's that | |
| Matter o' fact, gimme your autograph, dawg, on my nut sack | |
| Y'all niggas benignin', not cool | |
| You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled | |
| But your album's trash, from the skit to the covers | |
| I tear the plastic off it an' use it for a rubber, | |
| I'mI'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 nigga 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 shit 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 ass corny niggas is wannabe dons | |
| I'm the best, platinum, nine times in a row | |
| Paparazzi flash while | |
| I snatch niggas' hoes | |
| Live the lifestyles, so the average dime piece | |
| Wanna have my lovechild an' roll | |
| L styleA man hostile but my | |
| Queens niggas run wild | |
| So when I skate through niggas strain to smile | |
| Peep my profile an' my iced out dial | |
| I tap my horn, say, "What up?" but never smile | |
| An' deuce ass niggas is noodles | |
| An' your broke ass stripper weave is lookin' like a poodle | |
| Excuse my | |
| French, je m'appelle ' | |
| LL'I'm platinum again, so tell 'em to go to hell | |
| Then pour some | |
| Cristal for my foes that fell | |
| Hard as hell, they fell, | |
| I excel, rock bells, | |
| I'mI'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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas say, | |
| I can't be faded, dawg | |
| It's the N | |
| Y [Incomprehensible], you know what | |
| I meanQueens in the house, 'til death do us apart, baby | |
| Hip hop for life, which y'all niggas want? |
| zuo qu : Adam Fenton James Todd Smith | |
| zuo ci : Hawkins, Smith, Spivey | |
| 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 nigga 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 shit 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, nigga, outrageous | |
| Turn money like encyclopedia pages | |
| Get freaky, throw dyke bitches in cages | |
| Paid in full, | |
| European shit, fuck | |
| AvisRocks in ears, blingin' the atmosphere | |
| Fuck 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' shit, duke, my flow more clear | |
| Baby, listen here, | |
| I been gettin' paper for years | |
| An' program directors who fronted, they disappear | |
| An' grimy ass niggas 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas ride my dick everyday | |
| An' broke ass critics always got somethin' to say' | |
| Bout how a nigga should' ve flipped his shit a different way | |
| The fuck you know ' bout hip hop? | |
| I' m LL Cool | |
| JThey send | |
| Bentleys for me, security escort me | |
| Now you wanna run to the authorities an' report me | |
| For being cocky towards those that cock block me | |
| I' m makin' millions, no, nigga, it don' t shock me | |
| I' m supposed to have it, you never been close to karats | |
| That' s why you be poppin' that shit, jealous bastards | |
| I ain' t impressed by you, playa, that' s that | |
| Matter o' fact, gimme your autograph, dawg, on my nut sack | |
| Y' all niggas benignin', not cool | |
| You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled | |
| But your album' s trash, from the skit to the covers | |
| I tear the plastic off it an' use it for a rubber, | |
| I' mI' 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 nigga 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 shit 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 ass corny niggas is wannabe dons | |
| I' m the best, platinum, nine times in a row | |
| Paparazzi flash while | |
| I snatch niggas' hoes | |
| Live the lifestyles, so the average dime piece | |
| Wanna have my lovechild an' roll | |
| L styleA man hostile but my | |
| Queens niggas run wild | |
| So when I skate through niggas strain to smile | |
| Peep my profile an' my iced out dial | |
| I tap my horn, say, " What up?" but never smile | |
| An' deuce ass niggas is noodles | |
| An' your broke ass stripper weave is lookin' like a poodle | |
| Excuse my | |
| French, je m' appelle ' | |
| LL' I' m platinum again, so tell ' em to go to hell | |
| Then pour some | |
| Cristal for my foes that fell | |
| Hard as hell, they fell, | |
| I excel, rock bells, | |
| I' mI' 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas say, | |
| I can' t be faded, dawg | |
| It' s the N | |
| Y Incomprehensible, you know what | |
| I meanQueens in the house, ' til death do us apart, baby | |
| Hip hop for life, which y' all niggas want? |
| zuò qǔ : Adam Fenton James Todd Smith | |
| zuò cí : Hawkins, Smith, Spivey | |
| 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 nigga 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 shit 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, nigga, outrageous | |
| Turn money like encyclopedia pages | |
| Get freaky, throw dyke bitches in cages | |
| Paid in full, | |
| European shit, fuck | |
| AvisRocks in ears, blingin' the atmosphere | |
| Fuck 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' shit, duke, my flow more clear | |
| Baby, listen here, | |
| I been gettin' paper for years | |
| An' program directors who fronted, they disappear | |
| An' grimy ass niggas 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas ride my dick everyday | |
| An' broke ass critics always got somethin' to say' | |
| Bout how a nigga should' ve flipped his shit a different way | |
| The fuck you know ' bout hip hop? | |
| I' m LL Cool | |
| JThey send | |
| Bentleys for me, security escort me | |
| Now you wanna run to the authorities an' report me | |
| For being cocky towards those that cock block me | |
| I' m makin' millions, no, nigga, it don' t shock me | |
| I' m supposed to have it, you never been close to karats | |
| That' s why you be poppin' that shit, jealous bastards | |
| I ain' t impressed by you, playa, that' s that | |
| Matter o' fact, gimme your autograph, dawg, on my nut sack | |
| Y' all niggas benignin', not cool | |
| You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled | |
| But your album' s trash, from the skit to the covers | |
| I tear the plastic off it an' use it for a rubber, | |
| I' mI' 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 nigga 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 shit 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 ass corny niggas is wannabe dons | |
| I' m the best, platinum, nine times in a row | |
| Paparazzi flash while | |
| I snatch niggas' hoes | |
| Live the lifestyles, so the average dime piece | |
| Wanna have my lovechild an' roll | |
| L styleA man hostile but my | |
| Queens niggas run wild | |
| So when I skate through niggas strain to smile | |
| Peep my profile an' my iced out dial | |
| I tap my horn, say, " What up?" but never smile | |
| An' deuce ass niggas is noodles | |
| An' your broke ass stripper weave is lookin' like a poodle | |
| Excuse my | |
| French, je m' appelle ' | |
| LL' I' m platinum again, so tell ' em to go to hell | |
| Then pour some | |
| Cristal for my foes that fell | |
| Hard as hell, they fell, | |
| I excel, rock bells, | |
| I' mI' 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 nigga 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 shit 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 niggas say, | |
| I can' t be faded, dawg | |
| It' s the N | |
| Y Incomprehensible, you know what | |
| I meanQueens in the house, ' til death do us apart, baby | |
| Hip hop for life, which y' all niggas want? |
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