Track One, Verse Two, Mama Said Knock You Out

LL

Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
Cause they be hear me gettin’ funky frequently
They tell me don’t drink and drive, I say what is this
Pass the Heineken and mind your business
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I’m checkin’ out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I’m frontin’, and I don’t care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise – it’s 3 o’clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin’
I’m steady hummin’, I got the Funky Drummer drummin’
My trunk be shakin’, vibratin’ and rattlin’
Pumpin’ so loud, all the shorties be battlin’
A right-hand man’s here without the swing
Every chance I get I’m showin’ off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
Cos I’m frontin’ in my ride and my word is bond

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