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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Performer
Leshawn Williams
Leshawn Williams
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam F
Adam F
Composer
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Troy Hightower
Troy Hightower
Mixing Engineer
Adam F
Adam F
Producer

Lyrics

I didn't even know a young lady could look that good I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass L drive drunk baby, pass the glass As we run up in the club, politician with thugs When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love 'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop Take it off, come on and dance with me baby Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately Take it off, you know that ass look crazy Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes Take it off, I know my crew look shady Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby Take it off, watch me dance for you baby Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair Take it off, come on and dance with me baby Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately Take it off, you know that ass look crazy Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes Take it off, I know my crew look shady Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby Take it off, watch me dance for you baby Dance for me baby Dance for me baby Dance for me baby Dance for me baby To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3 When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that The rest fell so far, they can't climb back Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that Take it off, come on and dance with me baby Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately Take it off, you know that ass look crazy Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes Take it off, I know my crew look shady Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby Take it off, watch me dance for you baby Take it off, come on and dance with me baby (Everybody in the club) Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me (Word up) Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately (Champagne glass in the air baby) Take it off, you know that ass look crazy (Just wanna pop it dog, word up) Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes (Yeah, yeah) Take it off, I know my crew look shady (It's official, word up) Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby (Rockerville) Take it off, watch me dance for you baby Take it off, greatest of all times
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, Adam Tony Fenton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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