Текст песни Ll Cool J - Violator, слова песни Ll Cool J

Текст песни Ll Cool J - Violator

Ll Cool J - Violator слова песни

{We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!}{It be like da, da, da-da-da, da}{This that real shit dawg, real shit dawg.. c`mon, c`mon, come}{What you say?} Mr. Smith{Nigga, what you say?} I said my name is Mr. Smith{Yo, I want you to state the business}{You know what I want y`all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh[Chorus]{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?}{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air}{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars}{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES}{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch}{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right}{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c`mon, c`mon}{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh[LL Cool J]Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simplyPlease squeeze at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envyEvidently, the pesos made `em resent meCause I clown on `em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar emptyI pimp Benzoes, you smell cherry air freshenerLeather and indo, I cruise slow spit slick lingoYou might mingle with more stars than Ringoon the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees with singlesBut I`m a mandingo I make your guts tingle`til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like PringlesBall like the Bengals, spread love like Kris KringleGet paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingleBaby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navyGray interior you feel inferior, it`s crazyIt`s over baby your vision`s hazy they plantin daisiesYou tried to play me but couldn`t fade me that`s why they pay me[Chorus] w/ minor variations[LL Cool J]Since I dropped "I`m Bad" I`ve been in Jags with nickle bagsHoes I had give better blows than Felix TrinidadOne I had flew her Benz in from Baghdadwith personalized tags, chrome mags and Prada bagsI refused to stab, now she cryin in the rehabWishin while reminiscin about all the sessions we hadYou knew all the positions to keep me on a missionPut the Playstation 2 in your Limited ExpeditionYou`re the mami I kept dipped, slept wit, crept witOnce you got needy and greedy sweetie I flipped like a brickSharin my oochie spendin my chipslike I`m up in the Bricks politickin for new flicksOn the FreakNik tip, grabbin your phattie on the 6I ain`t faded by them hipsI split, just like Xzibit from Tha Liks (X)I got major bread to breakRecipes for cake, keys to V`s and estates, I`m straight[Chorus] w/ minor variations[LL Cool J]Ride.. aww yeah, that`s crazyE Mr. New York Knicks, B. DaltryViolators, "Rock the Bells"T Rhone, get money, Markee, we doin this{Violator, Violator 2, 2, we out - freeze!}

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