all niggaz ain't gon' do shit, soon as your crew spit My tool spit, metal to your side, watch you lose hips And I ain't want to take it there but fuck
down Tell me what you need You've got to lay it down Get up, up from your feet you know I get it down You wanted sorrow, want it sweet Daddy always
'll hit the fan If you don't let me get buckwild on the strap, eh I turn into Cleopatra Don't spend all day lookin for the third leg But I ain't too proud
want it I'm back on stop, it hurts little homey, don't it? [Chorus] [LL Cool J] It's obvious these clowns don't know who I am Most who didn't get the
gettin' revenge but nigga mine will get you cursed So please don't fuck around with me 'Cause my dogs will bust around at he Whoever obsessed, me boy, don't
. Just don't ask for me when the honor cesedes. You can take what you fake, all that you chereish so dear. Just don't look for me, I'll always be here
ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud I've seen to much of life so the sea is my wife And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat
don't see why I got to (You need a boss to please) Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you're late Yakety yak, don't look whack, Nellie, you're a heart attack
hit the fan If you don't let me get buckwild on the strap, eh I turn into Cleopatra Don't spend all day lookin for the third leg But I ain't too proud
the mic is attractive I can make a quadriplegic hyperactive With lyrics of friction causing mics to spark My style couldn't be bitten by a shark MC's don't
and you're scarred But understand, I love you and I need you And if you don't breathe, I don't wanna breathe too Mama don't leave, I don't wanna see you
sippin Mo Still running the show Got your man on a mission body ?? my dough Hoe you don't know if ya coming or going Look at you face, the jealousy's glowing And showing, don't