Closer

(Ooh)

Just pull up on you playing this

(I'ma love you, boy, I won't stop)

Yeah, not caring how you feel about it

(Ooh, yeah)

Yeah, you probably don't even know what it is

Yeah (Ooh)

Give it up, uh

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, baby, bring me closer

Take it off, uh, uh

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, we're getting closer and closer

You was reminiscin' and wishin'

For L to deliver what the game's been missin'

Beats that knock, rhymes that lock with precision

Hot like when Pac first popped out of prison

Two schools of thought headed for a collision

Did it big for a minute then you lost your vision

Skinny jeans, a wedgy and a dance rendition

Tom Cruise wouldn't choose that mission

These cats is all hype, that's why I don't listen

Them suits ain't fittin' right, I see y'all slippin'

Ain't no hate, love, nah, I ain't trippin'

Still love jewelry and champagne sippin'

Bankroll healthy, ice is still sickenin'

Couldn't get fresh if you brought Doug and Slick in

We Diddy bop, y'all out here skippin'

Baby, just ignore these fools, they trippin'

Give it up, uh

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, baby, bring me closer

Take it off, uh, uh

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, we're getting closer and closer

(Yeah, yeah)

They went from Pee Wee Kirkland to Pee-wee Herman

Bishop Don Juan need to give 'em a sermon

How soon we forget when the chrome is turnin'

Models in the backseat, blunts is burnin'

But even if I wasn't LL Cool J

I had the same girl that I have today

And that's not something most of these cats could say

Your whole hands different you're payin' 'em to stay

Now some of y'all gonna feel some kind of way

That's your pride fuckin' wit' ya, you know how we play

Grown, run a bath, grinding all day

I know you got an itch, let me take that away, baby

The moment of truth in the jacuzz'

I don't like that new shit, play some rhythm and blues

Worry 'bout the water, baby, leave on your shoes

Toast to the GOAT, ma, I don't lose

Give it up

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, baby, bring me closer

Take it off, uh (Take it off)

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, we're getting closer and closer

(Closer, closer and closer)

LL, grown ass man

Couldn't give a damn if a young boy's my fan

Long as his mama two-step to my jam

While she cleanin' up her house, mop in her hand

Todd changed the game, now you understand?

I got that old money, weak rubber bands

Cats playin' themselves, gettin' out of hand

I don't do features to chase teenage fans

Lyte got it right, I cram to understand

I ain't trendy, shorty, L's a brand

Raised on hip-hop with grown ass fans

Hands in the air, rockin' in the stands

I've been made, ain't no making of the bands

Save the techno and glow sticks for Disneyland

Them same five features on every other jam

You like them? Listen to 'em, we don't give a damn

Give it up

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop

(You don't stop)

Oh, baby, bring me closer

Take it off (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'ma love you, boy, I won't you stop (Ooh)

(You don't stop)

Oh, we're getting closer and closer

Uh, uh-huh (Give it up), nah'mean?

So you can get your two-step on, you know?

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's what we love, you nam'sayin'?

I'ma love you, boy, I won't stop

It's the music we love, you nah'mean? Haha

(I will, ooh, oh)

Haha, hahaha, you know? Ah shit, hahahaha