Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Composer
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Producer
CHUCK VALLE
CHUCK VALLE
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Ett
Steve Ett
Mixing Engineer
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Co-Producer
Brian Latture
Brian Latture
Assistant Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Smokin', dopin', keep your ears open
Put me on a flier and I'm guaranteed to rope in
Twenty thousand people to the place that I play at
And have 'em leavin' sayin', "How could someone say that?
They're as good as the man I just saw
(Cool J) Please gimme some more
Of those hoopin', scoopin' rhymes you be troopin'"
If you don't know the new dance, Patty Duke it
Clap your hands, stomp your feet, snap your fingers
I'm snatchin' airplay from all you AIDS catchin' singers
It's a special delivery on your front step
My picture's on the cover and the rhymes are in effect
'Cause I love to lay down joints for the playground
And have you O-D-ing sayin', "You know, J sound righteous
The brother did what he had to"
I didn't talk about this, so I had you
Sleepin', weepin', sayin', "Yo he ain't keepin'
His promise to astonish from weekend to weekend"
But here it is, the jam of all jams
And from this day forth, MC's are gettin' slammed with the
[Verse 2]
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah
[Verse 3]
I'm the wise wizard of the microphone, swingin' it
Here's a mean joint, all the hip-hoppers are singin' it
Doin' a dance in tight bike pants
So get up on it (Ho), you'll only get one chance
To work out the soreness in your muscles
Do your own thing, even the hustle
MC's I'ma torture, that's already known
But while I'm torturin' them, I'ma leave you alone
So you can bump, grind, and rub up against your partner
And look wild like you're trying to get a part in a
Dirty movie on the hip-hop tip
Now tell me (Tell you what?) that brother L ain't tryna flip with the
[Verse 4]
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah
[Verse 5]
Movin', groovin', admit that you've been
Shocked and rocked and I'm on top and it's been proven
I'm self-reliant, on stage I'm defiant
All those rumors are small things to a giant
I'm not a cool, calm, collected type of brother
I'm kinda hype, that's why I'm a good lover
In bed I'm energetic, kinda like a freight train
Goin' so crazy, I have the girlies sayin', "Wait, James"
I do damage, use the beef to fill a sandwich
And when I'm done, she'll be sayin', "How did you manage
To make me feel pleasure from my toes to my head?
On top of that, you ran laps around the bed (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
So bust out the pumped up funk that I'm revealin'
And listen to it while you're in your car, wheelin'
Or on your Walkman as you're starin' at the ceiling
Or when you and your love is sex-appealing to the
[Verse 6]
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah (You know what I'm sayin'?)
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah (It's like a smooth joint, you know what I mean?)
Uh, aw, yeah (Little mellow, on the love tip, check it out)
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah, uh, ah
Uh, aw, yeah
Marvelous
Written by: Dwayne Simon, LL COOL J
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