Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool Soakin' wet with bad in the indoor pool Yo am I, an animal? I bagged your's too
One bad mooley, and you can get pants, I'm the goat, I wrote 'cuz fire and smoke Think I on the choir singin' solo for the Pope Tell your please, get up off her knees
You wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell collard greens Toes kriss like she on J. Dupris' team Button your up like beach balls in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a in her hand
Who the fuck let you in, all my are fired Now I'm lookin' for some up rapper that I can hire You know some old school wit a bit of attitude Pay him fifteen hundred to a girl in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, is good food So what I my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowin', pickin' hatin', Jamaican rum sippin'
Kid I'll burp on your girl cheeks The honey had my like two red beets I'm bananas, out of my fuckin' mind won't let me back in 'Cuz I was down before the hype like Rhodes and Bob Backlund
Bruno Samartino, Stan Now The Rock and Stone are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin', chickens I'm cluckin' WWF stands for When and Where we
Fuhgidabowdit, yo kid Fuhgidabowdit, Yo, Yo, ey, Ey, ey, Eh,
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like Menace II I roll the drive thru like Kane you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datin's too See my down the ride crack patience too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel Macaroni and cheese broke out the orphan house out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners
And them niggas ran My to get 'em With the heat flow wit, fo' antennas Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all wit me I'm pocket change, the don't fuck with D
in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka Check the pen, I write a X was in 'em Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major league Where the at Yo, yo, punk, M me wit him
Fuhgidabowdit, yo, Ayo nigga, Yo, yo, yo, Yo dog, Yo you heard, Ayo you hear me, Yo nigga,
Yo, be the Cool J function, music get my blood pumpin' for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin' Who owe me somethin', them niggas in the back They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up,
You my name, so there's no need for introduction I'm Mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothin' Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' the honey come
Backs get blown, get thrown in headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin' Star Jones I'm red hot like candy, in '95 won the Grammy Yo, he use it as an now
Niggas can't stand or me, yeah Either or, funky wild comanchees wit shitty draws that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll ya the clip
Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga, Yo, what the fuck, Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh, Ayo dog, Bitches stand me, Fuhgidabowdit Still pullin' out pennies,
The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes How I at my niggas brings ears to my cries Stick niggas for not knowin', then teach 'em Bitch niggas talkin' 'bout you the streets you frontin'
I liked you, and you, I don't know So the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you If you can't pick afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin' you was a 'lil nigga 'cuz you is And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys live while everybody else'll starve
That pretty shit is played, fuck what name hold Break a off somethin', watch a nigga gain fo' Now you layin' somewhere cold, stiff as And all that riffin' shit, mens get you hit, bitch