Oh my God, you know. . I'm the best when it comes to makin' love all night. Throw your butterscotch body beneath the red light. Blaze it up girl, I'm a lace it real tight.
This is for my number one. This is for my number one. This is for my number one. True baby for I adore. . This is hard to say. I wanna make sure I go about this in the right way.
Party people are you with me? Party people are you with me?. Party people are you with me? Party people are you with me?. Party people are you with me? Party people are you with me?.
I'm the Ladies Love, legend in leather. Long and lean, and I don't wear pleather. Last of the red hot lovin MC's. Lookin for a little, that's my theory.
LL Cool J. I know a honey named Millie, raised out in Philly. Body so illy she make a grown man silly. A brainiac really she pretend she dilly. Like, "Why you always look at me like that, you feel me?".
Here we go, another funky style. Peace to my brothers on 'Rikers' Isle'. Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mile. To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wild.
I know why you're here. I ain't sayin' nothin'. . Aiyyo baby I know why you're here. I know what you're doing, I can see it in your eyes. You're up to somethin', I know what it is.
Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Blaze the hot trizack that sound like heaven. Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. My mon methtical come and get some.
Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Blaze the hot trizack that sound like heaven. Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. My mon methtical come and get some.
[Intro: Marc Dorsey]. This is for my number one. This is for my number one. This is for my number one. True baby for I adore. . [Verse 1]. This is hard to say I wanna make sure I go about this in the right way.
Keep it chicken head, I'm lookin' for a dime. Get my swerve on, make it hot, word is bond. I'm lickin' on your ankle bracelet. We'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit.
You can call it a comeback. I lay back analyze the rhymes and realize that. Own that crown for lyrical combat. Spit more raps, to count more stacks. .
Keep it chicken head, I'm lookin' for a dime. Get my swerve on, make it hot, word is bond. I'm lickin' on your ankle bracelet. We'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit.
Keep it chicken head, I'm lookin' for a dime. Get my swerve on, make it hot, word is bond. I'm lickin' on your ankle bracelet. We'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit.
It's one in the mornin'. You know what time it is. It's one in the mornin'. It's one in the mornin'. You gonna have come out your clothes on this one.
[LL Cool J]. That's right y'all this is the LL Cool J party. Move it, move it, move it, get on the floor baby. That's right, don't try to front like your fly.
Mad madness. Trashy. Brother from way back.. We're blowing mics. Since the days of. 8-track.. Certified. Bonified. Pull out the weapon.. Rusted.. Your ho's gets busted..
Uhh, yeah. Si papi, uhh, uh-huh. Uh-huh. I see you papi, si. Get it to papi. . I was in Madrid, yo. Had this hot club shootin' my video. They was burnin' up the floor to that reggaeton.
No quería ir a esa fiesta, no me arrepiento. fue presión de mis amigos, tal vez Internet lento. no recuerdo no estaba en el mood de ver películas. mutiladas o peor aún, sobrio en sábado.
Uhh, yeah, mmm, c'mon. You know how long I've been waitin' for this. Mmm, you know how bad I want this. (Mmm, mmm, mmm). . Kiss me from head to toe. (I will).