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

up at 9:30 on a Saturday morn'
Hemmed my control, turned my stereo 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 and ate some cornflakes
As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's
With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy
Connoisseur of and Cut Creator's fast

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

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

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

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

My skin got pale, I the tail
Did it so hard I shoulda went to
She left, Earl came 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 try to plex
But who flex end up with broke necks

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

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

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

of toys and boyscout boys
And I dare any to call it noise
at the clock, it said 6:03
Said later to Creator and out with E

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

Kicked a few lines, out the door
Since tonight is a I'm in the mood for more
We jumped in my ride, I a peek at the time
It was almost 7:30 and the was at nine

L.L. Cool J soon stand at a jam
With thousands of screaming, "Touch my hand"
But I had a hour plus a half for tat
I was for the cutie who's my perfect match

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

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

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

"Unplug clock, do away with the light
After five minutes or you hear me say, that's right
Your is bad and I heard you got a Caddy
we make love you can call me daddy"

"I'm L.L. J, say hey, Renee
I'm not a toyboy but I still play
Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the
that I leave you starving for me to come back"

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

Took a trip the side, so I could get backstage
If you me a tiger, then the stage is my cage
I rip, stomp and crush, metal bands rust
Them flaky knuckleheads I up like crust

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