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Feel The Beat Lyrics - The Definition - Ll Cool J

Yes, yes yall, feel the beat y'all 

Freak, freak y'all 

Ya don't stop 

Yes, yes y'all, feel the beat y'all 

Freak, freak y'all 

Ya don't stop 

 

When Def Jam signed me 

They hit the lottery 

It wasn't free but don't call it a robbery 

They underestimated me quite possibly 

It's like that when you a godfather B 

I'm the greatest of all time 

You heard that before 

But now when I say it 

It means so much more 

'Cause it's so true 

No hype man, no crew 

No reason for ghost writers 

Every year I get tighter 

Mothers and daughters agree I'm on fire 

Check ya T-Mobile it's all over the wire 

Cross ya legs baby, hide ya desire 

You think I'm hot 

You preachin' to the choir 

Smilin' and gigglin', thirstin' like Gilligan 

More flavor than cinnamon, they rush with adrenaline 

I make 'em nervous 

I do it on purpose 

I come back hotter 

Every time I resurface 

Drop to ya knees baby 

Praise the King 

Now ask Russell Simmons 

Who built the west wing? 

I ain't gotta be cocky 

I do the damn thing 

(Aha) 

Paint ya girl with strawberry frostin' 

(Aha) 

Internationally known and respected 

You talk slick I'm too large to be affected 

You crank call my cells disconnected 

You keep slippin' but my games perfected 

 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

(Hmm) 

 

I'm a star for real my aura is crazy 

Hollywood love me in the streets I'm gravy 

Born with a gift to inspire the hood 

You wanna out do me and I wish you would 

I'm the master separate from all these cats 

I'm laughin' in eighty six, I balled like that 

Honey catchin' feelin' from sittin' in Maybach's 

'Cause her project hall is smellin' like Ajax 

That's understandable but everybody relax 

Hate when folk get money and don't know how to act 

I'm a multi millionaire, homie that's a fact 

But it's not the ice that makes ya wife react 

Been had an entourage and platinum cards 

Been gettin' Swedish massage in Boca Raton 

What you think all them years I ain't pop no don 

Spend a night in trump towers with a blue eyed blonde 

I been did it, all my benzes was kitted 

When you talk like a baller you tickle me with it 

But yeah there's money out there come on let's get it 

But I'm a get it in such a way you never forget it 

Let's go twenty platinum albums in a row 

Sixty thousand fans, a three hour show 

I could care less who drop and blow 

My name is L L baby, that's beyond the flow 

 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

(Hmm) 

 

These rap cats get upset with me 

When security clear out the V.I.P. 

If honey wanna lounge, we gon' see ID 

Ain't no negotiatin' you gone pay my fee 

I'm the boss, I call the shots to keep it hot 

I don't have competition, I'm bigger than the slot 

While you waste advances on grey market rocks 

I cop municipal bonds and Wal-Mart stocks 

A family man but hard as a rock 

And I die for my kids so stay off my block 

They might be impressed with you but I'm not 

After all these years I still walk with a bop 

Still keep the ink hot 

Still scheme like a fox 

Still ready to battle 

You don't want your career stopped 

Industry shocked 'cause I mapped out a plot 

And ran around humble with my joint on cock 

 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat y'all 

(Oh) 

Freak, freak y'all 

You don't stop 

(Hmm) 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Warner, Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony

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