with your legs up in the air Splash the crisp John Micks, a millionaire Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla Anutha day, anutha dolla
like chronic seeds miraculous lyrical swiftness practice this, stop bein' actresses on mattresses with your legs up in the air splash the crisp.. John Micks, a millionaire Anutha Day ... anutha Dolla
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I'm refusing to be Scarface seem to say I'm the king, you a fool if you think There's another young new rapper dude out there cooler than me (Haha) I
, so be patient Cause this is the direction that my pen should be draggin' to transform your dollar cabs into bandwagons Chorus: J-Live with the mic
while I sat by the telephone. Everytime I hear it rang it wasn't who I want it to be. It was just the same ol' thing, another day another Hearache
(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker) The words around town your lover's found another. All of those lies he had you believing, Well listen honey, here
Some fellas talk to her but she walks by She can only say no, it's not do or die Like Bedstock, it's natures' way A sweet love story from LL Cool J
of dawn To put this j-o-b in effect But they'd look right past him and be like "next" Now for the year of '88 Cool v is makin' dollars so my
'll call her, we're talkin' on the phone for half an hour I finally ask her, can a nigga come through? She talkin' bout she ain't dressed I said, "Cool
people And the ghetto is a trap with glass walls Should I sell drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball? We end up in the grave anyway The average cat and LL Cool J
know I got dro I think Ray J's the one you should Fall fo' you have no idea how good I'll make ya feel Everything will be great and I'll always keep
you will ever see me free Big money J, much as you can get for it? Atlantic records say just make another hit for me I tell 'em cut a hundred million dollar
go and get some more dough, nigga [Chorus] [Baby:] Yeah, this grindin' to another linin' nigga Know what I'm sayin'? If you in the way, you'll get moved
not too young to hate Like Hi Hater by Manio I'm a blow this money Like a birthday cake keep a chain on me Like LL Cool J and it ain't fake and they all
baby mother? The way I brainwash y'all to love one another And got the whole community bouncin in unity [Chorus 2X: LL Cool J] + (girl) (Born to love
[LL Cool J] Yeah Funky! Uh Yeah Yo, let me tell you bout a girl named Peg A D.C. haircut and stewardess legs Dressed to kill, her physique is ill Her
