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жанры: hip-hop, rap, 80s
альбомы: Exit 13
Get Over Here
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LL Cool J
жанры: hip-hop, rap, 80s
альбомы: Exit 13
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Ain't nobody as hot as us East side, west side, north side, south side Let's ride, uh, the Goat is now taking over the building It's time for some of that ol', that good ol'Yankee up north dirty south, Yankee music Uh, it ain't where you from, homey It's how hot you are, Nicolette, let's, come onI be that, girl who straight pop from the N.Y. Doing my thing, all day, yeah, it's her Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it back Tell me what you think about herWho you know with a flow so loco On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really want it Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy Then back up off meI'm a young fly soldier Thought I told ya, wack cats is gon' be over I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I hold up I'm a supernova, controller, anything that I get I hold upTake it back up to the N.Y. Show 'em how we do, what we do and why Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all goodAnd if you looking for me You can catch me in my hood Just doing my thing, got the ring bling Don't get it misunderstoodNicolette, LL, on the same track Bring it back, tell me what you, think about that Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having thatYou better have game, you better come correct Ya Girl Nicolette, don't like lame cats Tell me what you think about that, let's goLove that you made money, really don't matter If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over hereGot to get it popping The track is knocking, the Bentley's rocking Overdose I'm suppose to roast 'em With every bar I'm droppingEvery time I drop they copping Every single line I lay is locking You a hater, boy, stop your plotting It'll be your blood we moppingTalk about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor Lyrically I stake and bake ya, you can see I get that paper Wear jet black like Darth Vader, hopping out on playa haters It's in my n-n-nature, never been a smoother operatorSwitch it up, hit it up, get it up, let it up Your girl from the back like giddy up How come I run, you like my son I blow the whole god damn city upInside that long white milky Bentley Like I just picked Diddy up Think about that while you doubt that You a fake mac, you can't count thatHop all off then I bounce back Got 'em looking a wolf pack outback I'm from where them Goat, Goat, shout that Ask Master P, I'm bout thatEverybody know I'm holding In the party, pocket swollen Rock and rolling Competition catching coals in they colonLove that you made money, really don't matter If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over hereWhat up y'all, y'all know us Know the party ain't I'll til we show up Once we hit the scene, the chicks go nuts Sorry if I intervene, ma but so whatPour more cups of the drink, cups of the guz stop Til I'm all drunk in the place, burn the kush to the face Making the dudes wanna hate 'Cause we them new dudes in the stateYeah, we in the club just chilling, B, yeah, baby feeling me Feel like a barbecue, shorty keep grilling me up In the club doing stacks where a ceiling beDo it well, ask LL dog feeling me Dudes not feeling me, because we walked in the door Looking flyer than airplanes, it's not touching the floorIt do what it do, get the flow get you, and it move The body move to the tune, yessir DJ let it boom in the room Shit's just there like and now your boy hereWe hot like June, gon' drop real soon Let 'em know that Queens in the house We jam ride from to the north to the side I'm a young back, just shut your mouthShut your mouth, turn it around Shake a little bit, drop down to the ground Most of the time, don't stop or pound Before we wasn't it but be popping nowPopping now, people love us when we dropping the sound Come to your hood, we be rocking your town Go to the show we rocking the crowd Get gwop by the thou', wowCome on and roll with the kid, back to the crib Car real fast, bed real big Just like that, I'm a get them stacks Got 'em screaming out, my neck, my backWork it all night, this ain't no tease You gonna be scarred, I'm a sweat that weave Now you can't drive, it's too much speed Just sit back and enjoy that breezeIn the whip today but not tomorrow That's the life of a superstar Wanna be involved, better be aware Ticky Diamondz got women everywhereDo it on the floor, stairs to the chair Do it on the beat, please, hands to stare Got you on the beach, you out somewhere Got your girl screaming that it ain't that fairBaby come true, got enough bread Switch to the truck, nothing more said Kid don't play, just do clean That's what it is, when I come from QueensDo my lean, big black truck Coming through like I'm moving that stuff I just get checks, just get neck Girls I'm afraid, running round butt nakeGotta go back to the grind Back to the tracks, back to the rhymes Burn a little haze, I let my rhymeLove that you made money, really don't matter If I see her from a far, this what I yell at her Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over hereIn your club with your girls, I'm in here with my mans Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over here
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