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L.L. J
'em well
And as you all
I am as hell

Woke up at 9:30 on a morn'
Hemmed my remote control, turned my on
Then I for a brush since I don't use the picks
And the floor was kinda so I put on my kicks

Walked to the kitchen and ate cornflakes
As I bop to a tape of Cut breaks
hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast
Connoisseur of and Cut Creator's fast

in the shower, it was boiling hot
So I stayed there a hour 'cause I it a lot
Jumped out, off, put on the Denim cologne
Then I called up on the telephone

He told me 'bout a jam that I do later on
10 g's plus a for one strong song
So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got
Got a magnifying glass then I my beard

Rewound some of some Def Jam tunes
As I waited for this to ring my bell at noon
12 came, left the door crack
The freak in a mink on her back

Put her on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on
Then I threw in a of the quiet storm
We Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons
She said, "L.L., when you're gonna let me taste tongue?"

My got pale, I wam-bammed the tail
Did it so I shoulda went to jail
She left, came over and we went outside
Jumped in the BM to a joyride

Went up to A.J. in my fresh black
I'm not a on the corner trying to scrape up a meal
The girlies want sex, the fellas try to
But who flex end up with broke necks

some autographs for a posse of freaks
Said, "It's L, baby, I ain't with Chic"
We conversated with the for 10 minutes more
Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks the door

Due I'm a gangster people think I do crimes
They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop
Some smile, try to L.L. a hoodlum at times
But he don't know my on his wife's behind

L.L. has iced all the up slobs
Vigilante of rap so to hell the mob
Don't run the cops, making suckers jock
And I'm only 18 more than your pops

of toys and boyscout boys
And I dare any critic to it noise
Peeped at the clock, it said
Said later to and broke out with E

up to White Castle for a chocolate shake
Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon
Finished up the snack, up, out my seat
E-Love hit the table and he up a beat

Kicked a few lines, stepped out the
Since is a bore I'm in the mood for more
We in my ride, I took a peek at the time
It was almost 7:30 and the show was at

L.L. Cool J will stand at a jam
With of people screaming, "Touch my hand"
But since I had a hour a half for tat
I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect

Her was Renee, her face was okay
But she had the kinda that made Jay wanna play
I said, "No to rehearse", then I made my approach
Said, "You got a good team, but you need a new coach"

Said, "My name's L.L.Cool, if I may
But I'm not for conversation, I'm here to seduce
mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind
'Cause it 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes"

"And I know that you adore my sure side
out the real L.L. behind closed doors
So tell your buddies busy, tell your boyfriend beat it
Forget the silk dress you ain't gonna need it"

"Unplug your clock, do away the light
After five minutes or more you hear me say, right
Your body is bad and I heard you got a
we make love you can call me daddy"

"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey,
I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna
Promise you, I'm not when I'm in the sack
After that I leave you starving for me to back"

"But in the meantime, put digits down
And the next I see ya I'm going to town"
Stepped from the freak, it was a quarter to nine
When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on

Took a trip around the side, so I get backstage
If you call me a tiger, the stage is my cage
I rip, stomp and crush, heavy bands rust
Them knuckleheads I crumble up like crust

Walked in my dressing room and then I heard knocks
They said, "L.L., running late and it's time to rock"
Told Cut Creator what the order be
Then I said "Lord have mercy" and hands with E
Went onstage, I heard the girlies
And that's the very moment I up from the dream