Lyrics of Song Ll Cool J

Intro:
Aiiyo bimmy
So rock the bells, def jam collabo´ man
You know´say, bim...my...yeah
Feel it´s baby, (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha ha

Chorus: ll cool j and kandice love

(l) i´m the g.o.a.t. i just ball a lot (l)
And (cool j) i´m double platinum on the hot blocks and
(l) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (l)
And (cool j) you see my hand not what i got and
(l) strictly evil in the big box (l)
And (cool j) it´s no stoppin when my shit knocks and
(l) get it all baby don´t stop (l)
And (cool j) don´t move the bottle let the corks pop

Verse 1: ll cool j

I´m incredible, well nigga, outrageous
Turn money like encyclopedia pages
Get freaky throw dyke bitches in cages
Paid in full european shit fuck avis
Rocks in ears...blingin´ the atmosphere
Fuck canibus i bodied him last year
But the l still here watch face crystal clear
The other chick will give me heat while i shampoo her hair
Head tilted back baby no more tears
You mumblin´ and shit duke my flow more clear
Baby listen here, i been gettin´ paper for years
And program directors who fronted they disappear
And grimy ass niggas get laced with car bombs
For bein´ over-critical when uncle get it on
I´ll burn your magazine, god´ll intervene
Can´t front on this hip-hop phenomenon from queens (i´m)

Chorus: ll cool j and kandice love

(l) i´m the g.o.a.t. i just ball a lot (l)
And (cool j) i´m double platinum on the hot blocks and
(l) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (l)
And (cool j) you see my hand not what i got and
(l) strictly evil in the big box (l)
And (cool j) it´s no stoppin when my shit knocks and
(l) get it all baby don´t stop (l)
And (cool j) don´t move the bottle let the corks pop

Verse 2: ll cool j

Bandwagon niggas ride my dick ev´ryday
And broke ass critics always got somethin´ to say
´bout how a nigga should flip his shit a different way
The fuck you know "bout hip-hop, i´m ll cool j, nigga
They send bentleys for me, security escort me
Now you wanna run to the authorities and report me
For being cocky...t´ward those that cock block me
I´m makin´ millions, no nigga, it don´t shock me
I´m supposed to have it. you never been close to karots
That´s why you poppin´ that shit jealous bastarts
I ain´t impressed by you playa that´s that
Matter-o-fact gimme your autograph...on my nut-sack
Ya´ll niggas benigni-ing...not cool
You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled
But your albums trash from the skit to the covers
I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber (i´m)

Chorus: ll cool j and kandice love

(l) i´m the g.o.a.t. i just ball a lot (l)
And (cool j) i´m double platinum on the hot blocks and
(l) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (l)
And (cool j) you see my hand not what i got and
(l) strictly evil in the big box (l)
And (cool j) it´s no stoppin when my shit knocks and
(l) get it all baby don´t stop (l)
And (cool j) don´t move the bottle let the corks pop

Verse 3: ll cool j

Seems like ev´ry rappers a former nicky barnes
Ya ugly ass corny niggas is wannabe dons
I´m the best, platinum nine times in a row (wow)
Paparozzi flash while i snatch niggas hoes (wow)
Live the lifestyles so the average dime piece
Wanna have my lovechild and roll l style
A man hostile, but my queens niggas run wild
So when i skate through niggas strain to smile
Peep my profile and my iced-out dial
I tap my horn, say "what up?" but never smile
And deuce ass niggas is noodles
And your broke ass stripper weave is lookin´ like a poodle
´scuse my french ja ma pel ll
I´m platinum again so tell ´em to go to hell
Then pour some cristal for my foes that fell
Hard as hell, big fell, i excel, rock bells (i´m)

Chorus: ll cool j and kandice love

(l) i´m the g.o.a.t. i just ball a lot (l)
And (cool j) i´m double platinum on the hot blocks and
(l) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (l)
And (cool j) you see my hand not what i got and
(l) strictly evil in the big box (l)
And (cool j) it´s no stoppin when my shit knocks and
(l) get it all baby don´t stop (l)
And (cool j) don´t move the bottle let the corks pop