The Boomin' System Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin' 

Yeah alright 

But we need a beat that they can front to 

Oh, that'll work 

Be funky 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

(Cars ride by with the boomin systems) 

(Cars ride by) 

Funky 

For all the cars out there 

And all the brothers 

That like to front in their rides 

Check it out 

You know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say 

A jam that you love that don't be gettin' no airplay 

Strictly for frontin' when you're ridin' around 

12 o'clock at night with your windows down 

Headlights breakin' 'cause your batteries drain 

Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain 

Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots 

Push the E-Q and play connect the dots 

Leanin' to the side, people everywhere 

The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare 

Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back 

All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack 

Cause they don't understand why I act this way 

Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day 

It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by 

And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly 

Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me 

Cause they be hear me gettin' funky frequently 

They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this 

Mind your business 

Now pass it around 

Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound 

People in the street see me bobbin my head 

While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said 

I'm fronting, and I don't care if you know 

The backseat of my car is like a disco show 

You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone 

Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne 

Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top 

Cruise, it's 3 o'clock 

The girlies, they smile, they see me coming 

I'm steady huming, I got the Funky Drumer druming 

My trunk be shaking, vibrating and rattling 

Pumping so loud, all the shorties be battling 

A right-hand man's here without the swing 

Every chance I get I'm showing off my rings 

I can keep it up until the break of dawn 

Cos I'm fronting in my ride and my word is bond 

Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow 

I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window 

C to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n 

To the f to the r to the o to the 'n' to the t to the i to the n 

That means I'm chilling 

Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed 

They recline way back, so I can get real cosy 

I got the gangster tapes in the place 

Like a base-head would say I want bass 

I want a hit, I want a dose 

You're rolling up smiling, but you can't come close 

Cos my system is pumping loud 

Like Rakim said I wanna move the crowd 

I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE 

Tell the cops you gots to chill with EPMD 

This is something devastating that'll break your trunk 

And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk 

You know what I'm saying 

Word 

So next time you're in your ride pumping it up 

Just remember 

It's Cool 

Peace