explosion*) Knock it off I like your style but it's a slight bit soft Son, the LL rule, huh I pick it up and lay it down mad cool It'll cost you a fortune
When you hit it tonight, I hope she scream my name right That's word is bond kid.. you know why? I'm goin from.. [Chorus] [LL Cool J] Check it, check
Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory' A fleet of battleships floatin in diff'rent categories My love affair with hip-hop'll never fade away Sincerely yours, LL Cool J
I've been watchin' you from afar, for as long as I can remmeber You are all a real man can need and ever ask for this is love this is more than a crush
to my medley Possessin power, takin everything I can grasp Go get it now, why you always dwellin on the past? Baby boys reminiscin old school shit Young fools get dicked, LL
, I play slow Roll with tha Firm, Mafiaso crime king pin It all real nigga what tha deal I shot ya! [Verse Five: LL Cool J] What the fuck? I thought
'll be loungin with LL, Cooool J I'll be loungin with LL, heyyy heyyy I'll be loungin with LL, Cooool J I'll be loungin with LL, heyyy heyyy [Verse Two
When ya sweat to get down, sweat to get off and on till the... nothin normal bout my songs Chorus x2 LL Cool, J jazzy jewel Takin dime pieces to the
Aha , y'nahmean? Word up, just wanna bring em to it real Real rugged like, uhh, man Make me feel like I'm method out and all that, y'nahmean? Go diggin
Uh Mr. Smith, Mr Smith, Mr Smith Uh Mr Smith, it's the bomb y'knowhutI'msayin? Mr Smith Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, check it out Verse 1:
Intro: Y'all wanna put it on tape and do all the real [BACKWARDS]? Ya just wanna go straight to dat? Aight You don't wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let
do this for you baby Papa luv it do', y'knowI'msayin Mmm, (Do you want to be a player) Yeah (Then you got to have that flavour) More of that Mr.Smith
wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do? [Dre] All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom [LL] Dre, whatchu wanna do? [Dre] Mr. Smith, it's on you, uh [LL Cool J
C'mon man News Report And with the local DBT news, LL Cool J with a triumphant comeback Mumbling But tonite Don't call it a comeback I been here for
the fat lip Now I don't bother callin' anybody anymore Sippin' the finest Chauffeur driven and I'm gettin' calls Five, five, five ladies loves the Cool J No Mr. Smith
you sucker MC's 'Cos y'all don't make no rhymes like these, period Word is bond, ah man I had a good time working with you Mr. Smith Do you think they'll