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Mama said knock you out


L.L. Cool J Lyrics

 

Mama said knock you out Lyrics

Mama said knock you out by L.L. Cool J


uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah yeah yeahuh, uh, uhI was swerving thru QueensFully growin' benzSearching for the butta thru my cartier lense systemBanging out nothing but the blends on the digital startecr*ppin' to my mensThen spotted the most exotic, cheekiness, half Rachel, half HollyMy ?? isThe smo mo, crept up nice and slowBreathin' on my ice, so it shine real niceCrease my scar peiceLaid back in my seatRight near Bazely projects, on the back streetsHer name was Keisha, full of street knowledgePumped a little trees, but she planned to go to collegeStaring at my ice, smellin' my cologneShe lived on the southside, so bring things onHoney got flavour, and it just don't stopDoes she want me for me, or me for my rocksYour carmake me hot hot hotYou just make me just hot hot hotIike you're rocks rocks rocksThey make me hot hot hotBaby boy don't stop stop stopYou keep me hot hot hotI'm a take you for all you've gotBaby girl just stop stop stopCheck this out, uhShe slid up my whip, like the queen of New YorkWe jetted to city island to eat shrimp and talkSourced up my keys to the valet catI glanced at the fatty, I'm a see about thatWe blazed in the spizza like Bonnie and ClydeScooby dooby hizzaI'm feeling the vibe, cop the blue for some video type sh*tKnowing all along how hot these kind of nights get, uhI've got her right where I want herReality about to creep up on herStroke her softly, gently with my GWhile the light reflects off my icpWaiter, ice the crystal, let it simmerLights to bright, here's a grand make them dimmerI kept fronting and I just couldn't stopI don't mind spending paper when it's looking that hotYour car makes me hot hot hotYou just make me just hot hot hotI Iike you're rocks rocks rocksThey make me hot hot hotBaby boy just don't stop stop stopYou keep me hot hot hotI'll take you for all you've gotBaby girl just stop stop stopCheck yourself, uhYou burst out of semi-???She pulled down the staps to her dressReached in the ? sparked up sessBanging some Wu Tang feeling the ??She said "Now would you wanna sell your soul for chips,and give up girl to push whips?"Never miss some spiritual down to my boneWhy you takin' jumbo in that zoneShe said "I would do anthing for ?????Give deep ? to ? man coatsTake off my ??Drop to my knees"Talking in my faceBreath smelling like cheeseI asked herShorty you degrade yourselfJust to throw a little bit of ice on the shelfYou turnin' me off, I can't lieKeisha said "why?"I said, "yo, how can a man respect that, knowin' if he paid,then he correct that"Ice is the price for an overnight wifeA true shark caller don't want that in his lifeSo all you ladies that are selling you're soulsYou need to put you hooker vibes on holdAsk for Keisha, she working on the stroll,Dead ass broke, but her pimp the man growYour car makes me hot hot hotYou just make me hot hot hotI Iike you're rocks rocks rocksThey make me hot hot hotBaby boy don't stop stop stopYou keep me hot hot hotI'm a take you for all you've gotBaby girl just stop stop stopCheck yourself, uhYour car makes me hot hot hotYou just make me hot hot hotI Iike you're rocks rocks rocksThey make me hot hot hotBaby boy don't stop stop stopYou keep me hot hot hotI'm a take you for all you've gotBaby girl just stop stop stopCheck yourself, uhRepeat and fade



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