LL Cool J - Ill Bomb Lyrics
Pimp shit, uhUh, pimp shitYeah, turn my shit up a little bitMy vocals, uh, uhI hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognizeThat the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyzeGettin money like this, people want my vibeFull of jealousy and pride, hate the way I rideSometimes ya speak, sometimes ya dontFigure this nigga souped up, cause he couped upGuaranteed to rip shit, soon as its louped upYa niggas slept, 20 girls panties wasnt wetIm a star, double the dick, the double rNever score hard to leave the bubble scarredNot the car, its the man, daddy cool put it downNo comparin me to yall, nigga is such a clownsL.a. worth paper, ask russell simmons who put em up in that skyscraperAsk my dogs up at fubu, who made them majorLl nigga, now whos next that need a favorDrop a bomb on emRemain calm on emPeirce the nipples, throw the ll charm on emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemWhen my strobe lights flash you cant miss emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my name59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buckPumpin mobb up in the cadillac truck, dont give a *****Gold tint, goldiggen broads getting bentWe can *****, but you aint getting 10 cent, who want it?Lay the facts out until the cats outSet cha back out, sweat cha tracks out, blow out your weedYou wake up in the mornin to a note, nigga had to leave.Be easy, you shoulda teased me, instead of bein sleazyI wouldnt do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teethI learned you cant eat, if ya hold beef, with niggas underneathStill Im a lyrically hold it downL back in town, case the bell sound for second roundSome of these old ctas is funny, ***** whos legendaryIm tryin to get this moneyDrop a bomb on em, and pour a dom on emAs soon as the track come on, I transform on emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemStrobe lights flashin cant miss emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my nameRappers dont reall want it, they might claim they doThey know Im catchin bodies, go head name a fewAfter I blaze you, I get a doughnutDont want no blood up on my chrome shoesLord have mercy, this rookies got it confusedYou thought you caught me slippin, I was falsely accusedSleepin with my eyez wide shut, like tom cruiseThey wishin an impossible mission to see me loseLay up time to choose, all I hate is on the leftYou hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breathLyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling like crackerHundred keys a month, you *****in up g backs niggaInvincible, unstoppable yall niggas aint ill your illogicaleThis is l, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfillerA little somethin for ya ice guerillasDrop a bomb on emWhen its time to attack quiet storm on emHold ya nuts and keep ya palms on emKeep gangsta shit pumpin through my systemWhen my strobe lights flash you cant miss emListenCall my name, oohCall my name, uhhCall my name, aw yeahCall my name
