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Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL Cool Soaking wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool Yo what am I, an animal? Cause I bagged yours too One bad mooley, and you can get pants, schooly I'm the G.O.A.T., what I wrote cause fire and smoke Think I started on the choir singing solo for the pope Tell your mama please, get up off her knees You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens Toes "Kriss Krossed" like she on J. Dupris' team Button your sitting up like beach balls in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are fired Now I'm looking for some washed up rapper that I can hire You know some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an interlude You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good food So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowing, Afro picking S-curl hating, Jamaican rum sipping Kid I'll burp on your girl butt cheeks The honey had my nuts like two red beets I'm bananas, out of my fucking mind they won't let me back in Cause I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs The top rooster plucking, chickens when I'm clucking WWF stands for When and Where we Fucking Fuhgidabowdit Yo kid Fuhgidabowdit Fuhgidabowdit Yo, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit Eh, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like Menace II Society I roll through the drive through like Kane Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too See my boys down the ride crack patience too Bricks, walk around, snorkel down Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan house Transporting out, the poison in 'em Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners And them niggas that ran My goal's to get 'em With the heat seeking flow with, four antennas Doc's the Name, that's why why y'all fuck wit me I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck with D Objective in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka Check the pen, I write like a X was in 'em Teeth gritting, I brawl wit a major league mitten Where the stash at Yo, yo, punk, M taking me wit him Fuhgidabowdit Yo, Fuhgidabowdit Hey yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit Hey yo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, this be the Cool J function, music get my blood pumping Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to something Who owe me something, them niggas in the back fronting They rocking cuffs and, put the eight up, repercussion You know my name, so there's no need for introduction I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of why y'all can do me nothing Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone Bet me and Queen Bee be swinging til the honey come Backs get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin Star Jones I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the Grammy Yo, he use it as an ashtray now Niggas can't stand or understand me, yeah Either or, funky headhunter wild Comanches with shitty draws What's that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip Fuhgidabowdit Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit Yo, Fuhgidabowdit Uh, Fuhgidabowdit Hey yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit Bitches can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit Still pulling out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit The shit I see every day brings tears to my eyes How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my cries Stick niggas for not knowing, then teach 'em something Bitch niggas talking bout you from the streets you fronting I never liked you, and you, I don't know So what the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we goin' go Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm goin' dust you If you can't pick that afro, I'm goin' bust you Walking like you was a lil nigga 'cause you is And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids Cracking niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why You guys will live while everybody else'll starve That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold Break a nigga off something, watch a nigga gain fo' Now you laying somewhere cold, stiff as shit And all that riffing shit, men's will get you hit, bitch Fuhgidabowdit