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LL COOL J

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Ayo, Bimmy

So rock the bells, Def Jam collabo' man

You know'say, Bim-my, yeah

Feel It's baby, hahahaha

I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot

And I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and

The hottest nigga in the whole spot

And you see my hand, not what I got and

Strictly evil in the big box

And it's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and

Get it all, baby, don't stop

And don't move the bottle, let the corks pop

I'm incredible (what nigga?), Outrageous

Turn money like encyclopedia pages (you know)

Get freaky throw dyke bitches in cages

Paid in full European shit, fuck Avis

Rocks in ears, blingin' the atmosphere

Fuck Canibus, I bodied him last year

But the L still here watch face crystal clear

The other chick will give me heat while I shampoo her hair

Head tilted back baby no more tears

You mumblin' and shit duke my flow more clear

Baby listen here, I been gettin' paper for years

And program directors who fronted they disappear

And 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 the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot

And I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and

The hottest nigga in the whole spot

And you see my hand, not what I got and

Strictly evil in the big box

And it's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and

Get it all, baby, don't stop

And don't move the bottle, let the corks pop (uh, uh)

Bandwagon niggas ride my dick everyday

And broke ass critics always got somethin' to say

'Bout how a nigga should flip his shit a different way

The fuck you know 'bout hip-hop, I'm LL Cool J (nigga)

They send Bentleys for me, security escort me

Now you wanna run to the authorities and report me

For being cocky toward 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 poppin' that shit jealous bastarts

I ain't impressed by you playa that's that

Matter-o-fact gimme your autograph dwag on my nut-sack

Y'all niggas Benigni-ing, not cool

You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled

But your albums trash from the skit to the covers

I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber

I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot

And I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and

The hottest nigga in the whole spot

And you see my hand, not what I got and

Strictly evil in the big box

And it's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and

Get it all, baby, don't stop

And don't move the bottle, let the corks pop (yo)

Seems like every rapper's a former Nicky Barnes

Ya ugly ass corny niggas is wannabe dons

I'm the best, platinum nine times in a row (wow)

Paparozzi flash while I snatch niggas hoes (wow)

Live the lifestyles so the average dime piece

Wanna have my lovechild and roll L style

A man hostile, but my Queens niggas run wild

So when I skate through niggas strain to smile

Peep my profile and my iced-out dial

I tap my horn, say "What up?" but never smile

And deuce ass niggas is noodles

And your broke ass stripper weave is lookin' like a poodle (word up)

'Scuse 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, big fell, I excel, rock bells

I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot

And I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and (uh-huh)

The hottest nigga in the whole spot

And you see my hand, not what I got and (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

Strictly evil in the big box

And it's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and (yeah, yeah)

Get it all, baby, don't stop

And don't move the bottle, let the corks pop (word up)

You know what I'm sayin'? Your whole clique is fugazi

Know what I'm sayin'?

I got the daze, I'ma maze 'em and faze 'em, you know what I mean?

But they can't faze me

Like all my Cali nigga say, "I can't be faded dawg"

It's the NY shit, tho, you know what I mean?

Queens in the house, 'til death do us part, baby

Hip hop for life, what y'all niggas want?

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