LL Cool J lyrics

LL Cool J lyrics

"Wanna Get Paid lyrics"

Knockin' On Joe lyrics
These chains of sorrow, they are heavy, it is true And these locks cannot be broken, no, not with one thousand keys O Jailer, you wear a ball-n-chain you cannot see You can lay your burden on me You can lay your burden down on me You can lay your burden down upon me But you cannot lay down those memories. Woooo wooo wooo Woooo wooo wooo Here I go! Knockin on Joe! This square foot of sky will be mine til
(feat. The Lost Boyz)

[Intro: LL Cool J & The Lost Boyz]

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, LL Cool J
Are ya's down now

[Chorus: The Lost Boyz]
You wanna get paid? You wanna get laid?
Pimp Yearlings in 360 ways
Live your life in an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

[Verse One: LL Cool J]
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
he ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
cop the aberrettes
Or
Those Words lyrics
I've been riding on clouds these things mean much to me now I'm down on my knees I wish I'd been just a little bit better I feel like crying these days are that sad a lonely hour our love has lost its power if you only hadn't said those words before you left now I am falling down I don't need much just tell me somethig else next time you leave now I am falling down been thinking of you since you turned
ange and Blue
Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew
Black superstar, Jesus piece
Who he prayin' to? God or the Beast
Some bust blocks, feared on the block
Traded in the trucks for a silver drop top
Drug money flowin' . . . . . .
Jealousy is growin' . . . . . .
Paranoia got him second guessin'
D-T's on his back got him stressin'
He was at the light blazin' up traum
Around the corner came a tinted out Yukon
Ten slugs in the door made him fall
Guess he should of never hustled at all

[Chorus]

[Verse two: LL Cool J]
My man Tay-Kwan like the chicks alot
Even when he hustled he kept them in his spot
He liked to fuck alot and make the rubber pop
5 baby mothers
1 live on my block
Shinin' in the club
Chickens showin' love
Cash bubblin' from pimpin' and dru
Orbitals lyrics
I cannot see the end just time before meI lost my youth and now there's no returningI cannot here the wisdom words below meAnd if I fall is it just the ending?It seems that I am lost in orbitSomehow I knew it all alongWe grow become the brightestFight the orbits as they drive usWe grow become the brightestLost in wisdomWe deteriorate it's on more day of dyingWe deteriorate
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He a real pretty cat
He get from his moms
Back in the seventies, she was the bomb
His games top notch, and he don't stop
He hit a reverends daughter in a church parkin' lot
Tay-Kwan is sick, heartless with chicks
He liked to beat 'em up, make 'em suck dick
Met a little shorty, brought her back to Queens
Honey got the virus, you know the routine
Not only did he walk away with the HIV
Her man's jealous, jooked him rediculously

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: LL Cool J]
UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH
Yolanda's alway's got a sceam
Credit cards in ATM machines
Used to make coats, holdin' work got arrest
Honey made sons pockets bleed to death
She a vet, yet she look innocent and sweet
When she wet, aint no controllin' the heat
For baguettes she give love to ill thugs
Age of
Shine On lyrics
I took an hundred and ten pictures of you Put them all around me and wondered what to do Like a temple in memory, a shrine in your name To days I don't remember, to nights I can't reclaim I took a part of my life, about eighteen years long Pulled it all to pieces and tried to make a song With a groove you could dance to, a tune you could hum I sung to my reflection, looking for the one Man sees the boy
15 she learned to pump drugs
Then she got pregnant, abandoned the kid
Met this drug kid, set him up and slid
Now she 23 full blown in the mix
Sizin' up wits than more cliques is gettin' chips
She down for whatever, as long as it pays
She tipped off the kids and got Tyheim blazed
She was in the same Yukon, laughin' with the thug
He said thanks for settin' Tyheim up
Take a slug

[Chorus]

[Outro: LL, The Lost Boyz]
[LL Cool J:]
Get paid mommy, come on, come on
Get paid daddy, come on, come on [repeat 4x]
The Lost Boyz:
Nigga's they wellin' they just don't know
It be LL and 83rd rockin the show
Now nigga's they front, they just don't know
But nigga's wanna stick they ball in that hole
Oh oh oh oh oh, UH uh uh uh oh
Uh uh oh, uh oh oh oh !

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