LL Cool J

[fox69]

"Around The Way Girl"

"Around The Way Girl"


(You got me shook up shook down shook out on your loving)
(On your loving)

I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Bamboo earrings
At least two pair
A Fendi bag and a bad attitude
That's all I need to get me in a good mood
She can walk with a switch and talk with street slang
I love it when a woman ain't scared to do her thing
Standing at the bus stop sucking on a lollipop
Once she gets pumping its hard to make the hottie stop
She likes to dance to the rap jam
She sweet as brown sugar with the candied yams
Honey coated complexion
Using Camay
Lets hear it for the girl she's from around the way

[CHORUS]
I need an around the way girl
Around the way girl
That's the one for me
She's the only one for me
I need an around the way girl
(You got me shook up shook down shook out on your loving)

Silky, milky her smile is like sunshine
That's why I had to dedicate at least one rhyme
To all the cuties in the neighborhood
Cause if I didn't tell you then another brother would
Your sweet like sugar with your gangster talk
Want to eat you like a cookie when I see you walk
With your rayon, silk or maybe even denim
It really doesn't matter as long as you're in them
You can break hearts and manipulate minds
Or surrender act tender be gentle and kind
You always know what to say and do
Cold flip when you think your man is playing you
Not cheap but petty
You're ready for loving
You're real independent so your parents be bugging
But if you ever need a place to stay
(Oooh you love me)
Come around my way

[CHORUS]
I need an around the way girl
Around the way girl
That's the one for me
She's the only one for me
To the bridge
I need an around the way girl
(You got me shook up shook down shook out on your loving)

Perm in your hair or even a curly weave
With that New Edition Bobby Brown button on your sleeve
I tell you come here
You say meet me half way
Cause brothers been popping that game all day
Around the way you're like a neighborhood jewel
All the home boys sweat you so you're crazy cool
Wear your gold in the summer with your biking shorts
While you watching all the brothers on the basketball court
Going to the movies with your home girls crew
While the businessmen in suits be hawking you
Baby, hair pumping, lip gloss is shining
I think you in the mood for whining and dining
So we can go out and eat somewhere
We got a lot of private jokes to share
Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Renee I love you
You're from around the way

[CHORUS]
I need an around the way girl
Around the way girl
That's the one for me
She don't love him
(You got me shook)
I need an around the way girl
An around the way girl
Fine as can be
(Oooh you love me)
She oh yea
I need an around the way girl
Around the way girl
That's the one for me
The only one for me
I need an around the way girl
An around the way girl
Fine as can be
(You got me shook up shook down shook out on your loving)
(You got me shook up shook down shook out)
[till fade]

 

[fox69]

"Baby"
(feat. The Dream)

"Baby"
(feat. The Dream)



[Intro: The Dream (LL Cool J)]
LL!!!! (LL!!!) I see you J!!! The American Dream!!!!
Radio killer!!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Yeah! (Yo I don't think they can handle this one man)
Alright alright alright, call the radio and tell them it's your song
It's your song, it's your song, it's your song, it's your song
(Sing it with me baby! Dream! Uh!)
Girl come on, girl come on, girl come on (Shorty I'm your)

[Chorus: The Dream (LL Cool J & The Dream on adlibs)]
Cause I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
Your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
I'm your baby, your baby, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
Met this lil' girl she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot Sex on the platter, no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grindin and windin against my leg
She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your body's a gun baby, pump me full of lead
It hard to hold you when you movin vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My Pulp ain't Fiction, it's an addiction
to see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
She don't give a damn if I'm married or single
She makes me TINGLE! Shorty I'm your.....

[Chorus: The Dream (LL Cool J & The Dream on adlibs)]
Cause I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
Your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
I'm your baby, your baby, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

[Verse 2: LL Cool J]
She likes Hip-Hop and R&B
Her lifetime goal is to be on TV
She lookin for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake
Cause with whipped cream on 'em, they taste just like cake
We drink some beer inside of daddy's '64
She shot me in the back with cupid's arrow
We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
Pulled up her dress and she let me peep that
Im Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
Bought her some dessert, give a damn if it's early
Head spinnin around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont deserve me
I hope im worthy, cause shorty I'm your...........

[Chorus: The Dream (LL Cool J & The Dream on adlibs)]
Cause I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
Your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
I'm your baby, your baby, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

[Bridge: The Dream]
You need somethin like me? (Yeah!)
Cause he ain't nothin like me (No!)
You can search but you never 'gon find (No!
A love that's quite like mine (No!)
Need a man that can love you good
And treat you like he should
With me shorty you the shit
He might be good but he aint like this
Cause im your baby

[Verse 3: LL Cool J]
In the back of the pickup clothin ripped up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more real
Runnin and laughin, music blastin
Side over the road bent over crashing
Mouth all dry, I can feel the urge
If you see my mama, dont say a word
The cops wanna know why my words are slurred
Dont ask me officer ask hurr
Wanna another drink baby she like surr
Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her hurr
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
This all happens on an average day
Your life is a trip girl i'm here to stay
Never had a girl make me feel this way
Even though I had to pay, shorty I'm your....

[Chorus: The Dream (LL Cool J & The Dream on adlibs)]
Cause I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby (Your) my baby
I'm your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
Your baby (HEY!!!) Your baby (HEY!!!)
I'm your baby, your baby, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

 

[fox69]

"Baby (Rock Remix)"
(feat. Richie Sambora)

"Baby (Rock Remix)"
(feat. Richie Sambora)



[Intro: LL Cool J (Richie Sambora)]
Both hands in the sky, everybody in Giants Stadium put your hands up (baby)
I feel like I wanna get my Elvis on, on this joint (baby)
Oh yeah, this is serious, oh

[LL Cool J]
Met this lil' girl she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot Sex on the platter, no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grindin and windin against my leg
She fucking with my head, want a nigga to beg
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your body's a gun baby, pump me full of lead
It's hard to hold you when you movin vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My Pulp ain't Fiction, it's an addiction
To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
She don't give a damn if I'm married or single
She makes me TINGLE! She wanna be my

[Chorus: LL Cool J (Richie Sambora)]
(Baby) any time of day
Get off the bus, girl, we running away
So you can be my (baby)
Let's take a roll in the hay
Let's go out in the yard to play
You wanna be my (baby)
All night and day
Let's go, put the books away
You gon' be my (baby)
Nothing left to say
That'll only take my buzz away, hey, hey

[LL Cool J]
She likes Hip-Hop and Rock & Roll
Her lifetime goal is a movie role
She lookin for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake
Cause with whipped cream on 'em, they taste just like cake
We drink some beers inside her dad's Camaro
She shot me in the back with cupid's arrow
We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
Pulled up her dress and she made me eat that
I'm drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
Order some dessert, muthafuck if it's early
Head spinnin around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont deserve me
I hope im worthy, for you to be my

[Chorus]

[LL Cool J]
In the back of the pickup clothin ripped up
How about a cornfield, shit gets more real
Runnin and laughin, music blastin
Side of the road bent over crashing
Mouth all dry, I've been pumping herb
If you see my mama, dont say a word
The cops wanna know why my words are slurred
Don't ask me officer ask hurr
Wanna another drink baby she like surr
Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr
She all in the rearview doin her hurr
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
This all happens on an average day
Your life is the shit, girl I'm here to stay
I never had a girl make me feel this way
Even though I had to pay, you gon' be my

[Chorus 2x]

 

[fox69]

"Back Seat"

"Back Seat"


ah yeah
I wanna send this one out to all the jeep lovers worldwide
city to city, ghetto to ghetto
some flavor for you and yours
and your jeep

you're the type of girl that got class and style
still in all you need the backseat of my jeep once in a while
so I pull up to your door to give you what you're looking for
unh, hardcore
I know you wanna come...in my jeep
we can park on a back street
you're checkin' out my carphone, scopin' out my jewelry
let's do this in a hurry
air freshener is kickin', drive through for chicken
I know you need a good stickin'
that's when I see my man Snoop
peace, what up kid? loungin' duke
as I turn the corner, starin' in your cornier
you're gettin' hornier and hornier
I'm pumpin' up a blint tape (flavor)
you're legs is incredible, I do a double take
you're puttin' on your lipstick
I wanna give you this big fat...(yeeeaaa)
quick, I know a place where we can lounge and cool, don't sleep
(where at?) back seat of my jeep

[Chorus]
back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, let's swing an ep'

I'm pullin' over near your building
I light a candle on the dashboard, we're chillin'
I knew a girl like you would love a scene like this
you got class but deep down you're real freakish
you got it all, but you never had a wild episode
that's when me and my jeep showed
up with the funk in the trunk and
hittin' it, we're spunkin'
I'll even get you drunk and tipsy
'cause I know you're feelin' frisky
you love it 'cause it's wild and risky
you got your eyes on the hood
you're up to no good
I took you in the back, you hoped I would
you got your black on black so stacked in the back
while I'm pumpin' in the CD I'll skip a track
windows are foggy
and, uh, back seat treats in the streets could be a hobby
and you ain't in between the Isley Brothers' sheets
I give it to you real raw in the backseat
that's how you want it, don't ya? (yeah)
you'll tell your girlfriends, won't ya? (nah)
don't lie
take it in your eye (why?)
so buckle up, buckle up
what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? huh
I never knew a four wheel drive could be so live
I'll put your numbers in the archives
so take 'em off, and put them things on the mirror girl
it's my jeep and your world
you got it going on lovely, time to do the right thing
'cause I can tell you wanna swing

[Chorus]

we're bonin' on the dark blocks
wearin' out the shocks, wettin' up the dashboard clock
seats full of sweat, I told ya I would hit it
your kitty, kitty, cat, cat, was hungry so I fed it
workin' as a team
somebody, anybody [scream]
jump with me to the cash bar
I'll be like Bruce Lee in them skins goin' "waahhh"
damn, it's so good, the mad grip on my tip
you're still a nice girl but my jeep makes ya flip
you go wild and stick your toes on the roof (yeah yeah)
you're so cute, wit' your gold tooth
exstentions on the carpet
that nice round brown is my target
it's so firm, so cushy, it makes me feel mushy
I love it when it's pushy
but don't laugh, I'm serious with this (word up)
the back seat of my jeep, is priceless
you're climaxin', you're climaxin', it's full action
you love a good waxin', it's so relaxin'

unh, give me a hug
see what I'm sayin' love?

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Back Where I Belong"
(feat. Ja Rule)

"Back Where I Belong"
(feat. Ja Rule)



[LL Cool J Talking]
Yo, yea, aight after this particular practice run
I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to find a spot
That's close to when the beat drops to the rewind point, locate point
You ain't gotta be on that all night, this the soundtrack
Yo, Yea, Check it
ok, alright, huh ok

[Verse 1]
The other night I was up at Farmers, politican wit some bloods
They told me "yo L, in the streets you aint gettin no Love
And Ever since the X's and the Jiggas came out
my niggas aint tryin to the hear that smooth shit you talk about
What's Up wit that cat Canibus, some played you out
Why you didn't answer back correctly, fuck was that about?"
as I sip on some henny, and try to explain some things
about the life of a legend, and all the Drama it brings
been gone a long time, had a lot of shit on my mind
I decided I don't want to reach my goal if it means losing my shine
Streets is Hip-hop and I'm Hip-Hop, so the streets is Mine
Ballin' as long as you been livin', that's a long time
Hard to Stay hungry when your pockets are so fat
You hit a hot one in every city on the map
And niggas keep sleepin' and you keep coming back
You know better than the gat, but niggas still wanna clap

[Chorus 2x - Ja Rule]
It feels so good to be back Where I Belong
The Streets is Where I Belong
They Had me locked down much too long
Hey Hey

[Verse 2]
Some Say "L that's cool, but see times have changed"
Niggas got red bandanas, and the grill in the range
That gold shit is dead, niggas rock platinum chains
Trade O.E. for Henny, Colt 45 for champagne
Hustling niggas found they way into the game
Extorting all these so called ballers wit big names
And you gotta have a squad, cuz running from Def aint safe
I know you living good, but aint no smile up on our face
I'm like a villain, I'm representing on my lyrics
and force feed the world, even if they don't want to hear it
As far as Canibus go, my man is hittin' his ex-broad
I'm getting head from his new piece
While 20 gang-bangers applaud, you came up with that bullshit
Some heads sucked it up, then you dropped that garbage album
And Totally fucked it up, I coulda told ya I knew your moms
From the after-hours spot, when I used to be up in Canada
With the dreads on a black block, before you dick rode Lost Boyz
For a ticket our to Jersey, but being the man I am
I tried to show ya mercy, I coulda told the World
The way ya label hates your guts
And how me and Wyclef, got together to set you up
And how he gave me half your budget, don't believe me look it up
Ya A&R promotion niggas, they helped me hook it up
I hate to be responsible, for destroying your career
A one-hit wonder, huh
No Wonder you disappeared, I coulda told the world
You get your lyrics from the internet
Then spit 'em word for word
Like you really a rap vet, How you take metaphors from books
And put 'em in your rhyme, and how you really from Canada
And you been frontin' all this time
I heard your second album, that shit is garbage too
LL Cool J and I did this to you
On that note he said
"Yo L, you the man", I said peace, one love
And Drove off in the Lex Land

[Chorus- 2x]

[LL Cool J talking]
Yea nigga, the jig is up nigga, huh ha
You know what I'm sayin?, all that bullshit you was talking
Dont mean shit, you finish now
I'm still the man nigga
the vanguard award is in my motherfuckin living room
You know what I mean? come get that shit, fuck, what
MIC still on my arm nigga, word up
Both arms, I'ma get another one nigga
You Know what I'm sayin, this LL you know how I get down
You should of known, when you did it
He probably did it to get some fame
but is this really what you want? Hahahahahahahha

 

[fox69]

"Bartender Please"
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Bootsy Collins & Travis Barker)

"Bartender Please"
(feat. Snoop Dogg, Bootsy Collins & Travis Barker)



[Intro:]
It's L to the L and Cool to the J
This is just how we funk today
And when it's time for us to get
Know what I mean?

[Chorus:]
Forget yo swag (Forget yo swag)
Feel me... Feel me
Got money, I don't care bout that
I don't care about that
Feel me... Feel me
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
Feel me... Feel me
Bring another hundred bottles a day
Bartender please
Feel me... Feel me
Like fo real though

[Verse 1:]
All this fraudulent shinin
And imitation diamonds is damn near blinding
Every time leave the country
I gotta come back foreign just to remind ya
Know they watchin my moves but they never figure out exactly how I'm grindin
I needs rock to my ears
They say the bands look at the finest
No captains, funny
Flashing this money like you taking something from me
Girl gave me the eye, this dude's a dummy
Don't play boy, I'll bag yo lil bunny
Chain around my neck made the night look sunny
Game so cold, your crew knows it's runny
L's in the building, you know that kid
'Cause 100 for yo nose, baby blow that quick

[Chorus:]
Forget yo swag (Forget yo swag)
Feel me... Feel me
Got money, I don't care bout that
I don't care about that
Feel me... Feel me
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
Feel me... Feel me
Bring another hundred bottles a day
Bartender please
Feel me... Feel me

[Verse 2:]
Hold and grow, dipped in what
Get a grip then flip, grip the dick, Heathcliff
The giff, the gaff, the riff, the raff
I'm slick with the bit when I pin it to
I'm attracted swag or the crip Louie bags
La di da and my Adidas
Get out for shizzey, just say you never pissey
You'll never as cool as me, cool, chill back

[Chorus:]
Forget yo swag (Forget yo swag)
Feel me... Feel me
Got money, I don't care bout that
I don't care about that
Feel me... Feel me
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
Feel me... Feel me
Bring another hundred bottles a day
Bartender please
Feel me... Feel me

[Verse 3:]
Yea, this the same old script
LL Jordan, white riders on tip
Proving every rapper in the game can't spit
You gon turn around and get yo forehead split
Finish with the workout, I might blow the splif
Young girls talking bout – Hi, Mister Smith
Quick baby, put the Maserati in 5th
Brim on the 80 ave, lookin all stiff
LL, boy where you been?
Without you in the game how the coach gon win?
Call Snoop Dogg, it's time to go in
Tell my man Bootsy bring the big mouths in
Step on the parkay, you know I'm gon win
It's tight balling, you can't defend
If money is stacked up, Cool's locked in
Ya'll get the message, I ain't gotta press send

[Chorus:]
Forget yo swag (Forget yo swag)
Feel me... Feel me
Got money, I don't care bout that
I don't care about that
Feel me... Feel me
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
Feel me... Feel me
Bring another hundred bottles a day
Bartender please
Feel me... Feel me

LL Cool J
Grab a big mouth and funk away
LL Cool J
Grab a big mouth and funk away
LL Cool J

Forget yo swag
Forget yo swag
You ain't got no swag, hell no
L, baby kill to the J
This is how we funk today
Snoop Doggy Dogg, wuddup?
Wuddup Snoop?
L, move yo ass
Stuck in that boys are now
Yo Big Bootsy, what's happenin baby?
Ball around the world, call big mouth girl
How old is them people?
LJ, I'm ridin daily
Ride Sally, side
Until the smoke comes out yo thighs
LL's back on the lot
What else? Let it rock
L, are you ready to rock?
I'm ready
LL, are you ready to rock?
Snoop I'm ready
LL's back on the lot
Ready to rock
Are you ready?
I'm ready, Bootsy
Yea
Stuck in that boys are now
You might need some gin & juice after this

 

[fox69]

"Bath Salt"

"Bath Salt"


[Intro:]
I think this intro should be more dramatic
Ah man
It's LL season, let's ride!

Hands up, hands up
Hands up, slip into the bath salt

[Hook:]
(Push it) never 'cus I have to
(Push it) it's because I'm a bastard
(Push it) and I got the game mastered
(Push it) ear drums, dealing with harassment
(Push it) we back to the basement
Hand on my nuts, that's product placement
The game lost it's flavor, I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
Push it real good

[Verse 1:]
Uh, boss of all bosses
Face in the car, make a young girl noxious
Yea, this beat salad when I toss this
Never go against me, you lack resources
What? I skywalk with the forces
Back in the 80's I was playin in Porsches
Money ain't a problem, I toll my losses
Maserati coup, take galloping horses
Nah, there's never been one like me
They're looking for a new me as if there might be
Even with a love song, that's unlikely
If L ain't the dope, may lightning strike me
Uh, killin Queens all day
I got what you want, what you willin to pay?
Your boy ladies love sound, clean on the track
Slip into the bath salt, wash my back, come on

[Hook:]
(Push it) never 'cus I have to
(Push it) it's because I'm a bastard
(Push it) and I got the game mastered
(Push it) ear drums, dealing with harassment
(Push it) we back to the basement
Hand on my nuts, that's product placement
The game lost it's flavor, I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
Push it real good

[Verse 2:]
Honestly I was scared to come back
It was ugly not knowing how the game would react
Said my old gym teacher, he supposed to rap
But now I teach class, put back Tony
You see it in my eyes, transparent like glass
Giving all for my soul to have another smash
Yea, LL Cool J
30 years later, be me for a day
Same day, just a daddy, she love me anyway
So I told er what to read and I showed er how to pray
Cats on my team, got NBA
But it's my black, from the web we stay
I don't whack my suicides, I act my age
Never try to sound like a rapper I raised
Roared as a tiger, can't grow no brains
But the money's coming in in 360 ways

[Hook:]
(Push it) never 'cus I have to
(Push it) it's because I'm a bastard
(Push it) and I got the game mastered
(Push it) ear drums, dealing with harassment
(Push it) we back to the basement
Hand on my nuts, that's product placement
The game lost it's flavor, I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
(Push it) slip into the bath salt
Push it real good

Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
Lookin kinda salty over there
They's are kinda salty over there

 

[fox69]

"Best Dress"
(feat. Jamie Foxx)

"Best Dress"
(feat. Jamie Foxx)



Hey [4X]

[Chorus: Jamie Foxx]
We gon' get it poppin now girl
Get your best dress on tonight
Once we start it ain't no stoppin girl
Get your best dress on tonight
This is for the girls
With all those ghetto curves
But we gon' get to poppin now girl
Get your best dress on tonight

[LL Cool J]
54-11's poppin wheelies front of Willyburgers
Candy apple M3's, slidin out gently
Rollin up in Bentleys, Tyson was the champ then
Right after the Rooftop, years before the Hamptons
You was a ghetto queen and a diamond in the rough
You was so beautiful and the world was so rough
Your man was locked up cause the cops popped up
You dropped out of school on top of that you knocked up
He was yo' crush, you was his crutch
He'll be gone a dime and it's hard to stay in touch
Your moms say you stupid but you love him so much
Now it's, broken dreams and broken Beemers in the dust
Standin up on a crowded bus, for college courses
Stay on course when it gets rough, you never lost it
Stay strong baby trust, you'll be back flossin
Diamond studs and linen crush keep your head up

[Chorus]

[LL Cool J]
Her boyfriend's comin through with them hickeys on his neck
He claims he's lovin her but never shows her no respect
All she knows is neglect, a lifetime of stress
Big momma, huh momma, now lil' momma is next
You can see the effects of gettin treated incorrect
Cause she let the cycle continue, make excuses for his steps
Her girlfriends tried to warn her, all he wanted wass the sex
Once he get it, then he gone, then it's on to somethin fresh
Somethin new, nuttin borrowed, nuttin blue, no weddin dress
But that's aight, you still young, you got your lifetime left
You gotta leave all that alone, find yourself
There's no love until you love you remind yourself

[Chorus]

[LL Cool J]
To all my ghetto girls all around the world
You know the ones with the weaves and the Shirley Temple curls
Keep fightin, uhh
Baby girl keep fightin
To all my ghetto queens survivin by all means
There's a rock and a hard place you somewhere in between
Keep fightin, uhh
Baby girl keep fightin, yeah
To all my single mommas you been strugglin with drama
Doin what'chu gotta but still keepin your honor
Keep fightin, uhh
Baby girl keep fightin, yeah yeah, sing it

[Chorus]

[Jamie] Get your best dress on tonight [3X to fade]

 

[fox69]

"Between The Sheetz"
(feat. Mickey Shiloh)

"Between The Sheetz"
(feat. Mickey Shiloh)



[Intro:]
I love you too baby
I really do

[Chorus:]
I'm a tell you a lil secret
Do you think you could keep it?
Keep it between these sheets
Keep it between these sheets aha
Baby, no need to ask questions
'Cause you already know the answer
Keep it between these sheets
These sheets, these sheets
Ah ah yea

[Verse 1:]
I won't tell nobody baby, you can trust me
You swearin that it's good, I'm thinkin it must be
I'm kissin on your thighs, relax, don't rush me
Let me take my time, make your pretty face ugly
Hands by your side, stop tryin to touch me
Let me soak it in, breathe, you smellin lovely
Kiss yo belly button, and fill it with bubbly
Take a taste, let it drip down your waste
Have it all over my face, outer body experience like you're floating out of space
Come back down gently
Grind your hips on me, you set with the melody
And let the words that I say live on in your memory

[Chorus:]
I'm a tell you a lil secret
Do you think you could keep it?
Keep it between these sheets
Keep it between these sheets aha
Baby, no need to ask questions
'Cause you already know the answer
Keep it between these sheets
These sheets, these sheets
Ah ah yea

[Verse 2:]
Eye contact, kiss me, I kiss back
Right there, I miss that, I can't resist that
And I'll be climbing up over walls and ignoring all of my calls
Stuff all the things, pause, 'cause you're giving me your all
But I never had a lover make me feel this real
Hold it up in the room, all night, all day
All week I'm strung out like a freak
Got me tapping on my arm for a fix
In-between your sheets
Work you out to this beat, it's just you and me in the suite
My tongue is all on your feet, sheets covering me
I'm kissing all that I see, exactly how it should be
This episode was snipped courtesy of James T

[Chorus:]
I'm a tell you a lil secret
Do you think you could keep it?
Keep it between these sheets
Keep it between these sheets aha
Baby, no need to ask questions
'Cause you already know the answer
Keep it between these sheets
These sheets, these sheets
Ah ah yea

[Bridge:]
Let's keep it a secret baby
We all got secrets
Yea
Let's keep it a secret
You know?
James T, rock on

Baby, no need to ask questions
'Cause you already know the answer
Keep it between these sheets
These sheets, these sheets
Ah ah yea

 

[fox69]

"Big Mama (Unconditional Love)"
(feat. Dru Hill)

"Big Mama (Unconditional Love)"
(feat. Dru Hill)



Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother, and your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up

[LL Cool J]
Big Mama, my grandmother, my main girl
I love you much more than the scandalous world
As a young boy you gave me whoopings to save my life
Cursed me out, to keep me out the streets at night
Cause my momma had me when she was young
So you took on the responsbility to raise your grandson
You taught me if a task is once begun, Todd
Never leave it 'til it's done, Todd
Be thy labor great or small Todd
Do it well or not at all, God
Big Mama, my blood is your blood
When the whole world's against me, I know I got your love
If I was in a cell for the rest of my life
I know I'd hear your prayers in the middle of the night
Used to sit me on your lap and teach me mother wit
Early Sunday morning for them salmon and grits
I love you baby, you the one and only, that's a fact
'Til death do us part, I'ma always have your back
You beefed cause you heard that I was cursin in my raps
Eighty-six, still you wanna run and get the straps
I love you, I promise you I care for you deep
Cause when I had bronchitis you would rock me to sleep
Rub me down with green alcohol
Little brown-skinned lady bout five feet tall, Big Mama

[Chorus: Dru Hill + (LL)]
Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table (you gave me unconditional love)
There was no time to eat, she said to me
Boy hurry to Sunday school (you gave me unconditional love)

[LL Cool J]
I remember when you told me certain friends wasn't real
I didn't wanna listen, I swore I knew the deal
Come to find out, everything you said was true
Who I end up goin to for advice? You
I love you, that's why you got nurses and maids
Ever since I got paid, you ain't never been afraid
That's granddaddy wife, she taught me how to think
How to navigate through life, you made the sacrifice
You kept on livin, cause when my granddaddy died
It took all your might, but you ain't quit on life
We took trips down South, biscuits and chicken
Me you granddad and Alison, trippin
Remember, you used to pick me up from junior high
And classmates laughed when the Buick rolled by
Remember, I pulled my privates out in class
And from Farmers to Dunkirk you straight whooped my (woo!!)
The best cookin a man could ever taste
It's written in my heart, it can never be erased
Thank you so much, you taught me well
How to not get souped up, because I'm LL
How to walk the street, and hold my head real high
How to live with Christ and not be afraid to die
We sipped daquiris, but you never told moms
We even shared beers, Big Mama my dear
A toast to a woman that raised a man
In popular demand all across the land
You're my lawyer, my teacher, my doctor, my friend
My mother, my father, you with me 'til the end
I love you, I mean that from the bottom of my heart
That's the reason why my record's #1 on the charts
I'ma tell it like it is, I love you forever
Dead or alive, we'll always be together
Big Mama I love you

[Chorus]

[LL Cool J]
I dedicate this to the Big Mama's everywhere
The ones who raised us - when nobody else was there
The ones who held us and told us it'll be alright
When gunshots was goin off every night
Taught us how to lock the door and check the peephole
And how to swallow Vicks when we had a chest cold
How to stay proud, and represent hard
Eat plenty baby, but first say grace for God
Big Mama, I'ma miss you
When one of us leave this earth
But baby for what it's worth, I love you since the date of my birth
And if it wasn't for my children, I would wanna go first
You're the reason I'm the man I am today
The inspiration, for me to be LL Cool J
When you told me "Knock 'Em Out," I brought you home a Grammy
I learned to be tough from Big Mama and Aunt Cammy
A black man that was raised by black women
On tour, sippin your special honey and lemon
You told me, gargle with vinegar water and salt
The concert was hot, thanks to your support
Girl - you're the one I love
Whether right here with me or smilin from up above
Trouble or no trouble, you always had my back
So I had to let you know your son appreciates that, Big Mama

[Chorus - repeat 2X]