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God Bless - LL Cool J

"Uh Definitely gonna be butter, nahmean? It's gone be butter, nahmean? Uh, swerve on em, uh yeah Crack the Mo, here we go I'm in the mood to let the chickenheads flow Son, no doubt, god it's real Every"

Dangerous - LL Cool J

"His realm is a new horizon of cuts They expand from his hand as he conducts Aim a lot of cool projects not photography Cut-Creator, Philly-Phil's biography The lyrical virtual also makes his return All"

Loungin - LL Cool J

"Verse 1 Keep it chickenhead, I'm lookin for a dime Get my swerve on, Make it hot, word is bond, Im lickin on your ankle bracelet, We'll be sippin' moet wit strawberries and dat shit, I'm nasty ask me Why"

Hit Factory Freestyle - LL Cool J

"Ayo, this the heavy hitter DJ Enuff, Def Jam's own Aight, who dat there? Ayo it's DJ Kay Slay from around they way Street sweepers baby you know how it's goin down Yo son what's poppin? Ayo man"

Life As.... - LL Cool J

"Aaah, get the burner, uhh, the burner, let loose the cannon Blood drippin, slippin off my planet Man, the panic, funkmode Mechanical mix flows competition in my dojo Swing a hook, got the vertabrae, be"

I'm Bad - LL Cool J

"(Calling all cars, calling all cars...) (Be on the lookout for a tall light-skinned brother with dimples) (Wearing a black kangol, sweatsuit, gold chain, and sneakers) (Last seen on Farmers Boulevard headed"

Whatcha Hood Like - LL Cool J

"Uh Got 'em swaggin' daddy Haha (Hey nigga whatcha hood like?) My money comes, money goes But it's alright, right In the club stay crunk right Drama pop it pop the trunk Get the punk right, ride I am"

Wanna Get Paid - LL Cool J

"No question about it Queens represent! EEEEUUUuuhhh! Uh! say what? Queens represent! YYYEEEEAAAHHHH! Come on! Get down baby, down down down down down now! Queens represent! Are you down now Lost Boyz,"

The Breakthrough - LL Cool J

"Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town Every time I drive by you're just standin' around Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is"

Ill Bomb - LL Cool J

"Pimp shit, uh Uh, pimp shit Yeah, turn my shit up a little bit My vocals, uh, uh I hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognize That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze Gettin' money like this, people"

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