Sippin' something on the rocks
I got a shorty that makes the bed hop
I got plans to spoil you even though you saying stop
I'ma drop that Phantom on you baby watch
Roberto Cavali and the Denali am I hot
Malibu beaches and Hydrofoil yachts
Baddest Mercedes Lorenzo's and silver fox
I keep it flowin' see we goin' to the top
I'ma get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me stop
You want it hotter than we take it cross seas
Party jumping, it's bumping toking something in Belize
I know you want it sucker free
Know you wanting to shine even though you fightin' me
Take it easy player, talking greasy player know you can
Feel me player, uh, you put it down tight
You not having what you want, don't even sound right
Hey lady, can I hit you wit' a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work 'em out my baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
I say my baby watch television in the escalady
Gone shock 'em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
Lay down for a while, pretty relax a minute
A caught a feeling when you represented
Gave you that Mercedes, you better get up in it
Get off the corner, come and pop some vintage
You never seen a player flip ya whole life
Dip the caddy on the freeway hitten the slow light
You got a mean walk at times right
I'm here to shine light I get ya mind right
Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hit
God Maliolo for Tina Lopez this is it
Lazy laid back and count the chips
Some call it trickin' or ballin' depends on who you with
[ LL Cool J Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] Him or L baby so who you gonna pick
Mac mode I told you I want you let me rich
You don't know about a brotha, blow around a brotha
Money flow around a brotha
Hey lady, can I hit you wit' a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work 'em out my baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
I say my baby watch television in the escalady
Gone shock 'em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
Don't trip I know you like the rocks
Wanna dip 'round the corner in the drop
Music bumpin' you frontin' all though you say you not
You got ya eyes on the watch
You love the Porsche the car and the Cartier is hot
Baby you need something shop
You got me trippin' and goin' bananas baby stop
I caught a mean one, you never seen one
She like cream how brother gonna front on me
Spoiling something the average homie never see
I mean it's only some money nothing to me
But yet instill you question me
I got it that's if you want it or I'ma set you free
Got 'em in line they beggin' me, baby regardless ya body is killin' me
Girl I'm lovin' your anatomy, your personality
So what you want from me
Hey lady, can I hit you wit' a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work 'em out my baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
I say my baby watch television in the escalady
Gone shock 'em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my back
Sippin' something on the rocks
I got a shorty that makes the bed hop
I got plans to spoil you even though you saying stop
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