roll like they don't do it But no one's gonna know that every player's been through it So buy you some ( ? ) and everything'll be cool And just to be
alley With my boys in a stolen caddie I was shootin' the breeze, blowin' some weed And every now and then I sip some Hennessey And after my niggas was
weed with my homies, barbeque them wangs Sip Hennesey and coke cause I don't fuck with drank Don't pop pills either cause that shit ain't cool We just
the kind of nigga you could spot everyday Sip lots of cherry 'Ze in a hot chevy 'Le I know's a few niggas that plot to bury J Wanna scar my face put
correctly run the game Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name I'll put that boy J
them precise with every word I'm screamin' at it nigga just watch where I swerve We runnin' havoc nigga bangin' on every curve We hit it raw on them
of Alaska I'll write a heater I'm just cool and rough, hoody matchin my Adidas Pants with the permanent wrinkles like I am Ian Eagle I will make every
everyday Sip lots of cherry 'ze in a hot Chevrolet I knows a few niggas that plot to bury J Wanna scar my face put a shot in my Derrier What you gon' do when we send shots from every
man But you don't seem to love me no more, no more The Flipsyde of the coin, what team you wanna join? You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposin' your tenderloins In every
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
of Alaska I?ll write a heater Im just cool and ruff hoodie matchin my adidas Pants wit the permanent wrinkles like I aint iron either I will make every
struggle every day, success is far from fuckin free Unless you plucked it from a tree, with J and ICP Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J Refuse to Lose! Livin
all gon wonder how we get it [Verse 2] Now sports the kind of nigga you could spot everyday Sip lots of cherry 'ze in a hot chevy 'le I know's a few niggas that plot to bury J
grain, turn it left and we call it swang Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name I'll put that boy J Junior in the future in a
alley With my boys in a stolen Caddie I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed And every now and then I sip some Hennesey And after my niggas wuz bustin
[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
don't seem to love me no more, no more [LL Cool J] The flipside of the coin, what team you wanna join? You in The Tunnel every Sunday exposin your tenderloins in every
every day I just sit and dream about you You and me.. you and me.. Hold me tight, ecstasy Makin love til ever after Baby you and me, yeah.. you and me.. [LL Cool