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    Ll Cool J

    Shake It Baby

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Текст песни Shake It Baby
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    [LL Cool J]
    Yellow canary, tennis bracelet necklace, knahmsayin?
    Three quarter black mink; shades, canaries in both ears
    Knahmsayin? Black Phantom, triple black, with the oak wood
    Gucci shoes, that's how I play
    [Verse One]
    Hold up, I don't gamble, I don't play no craps
    I was taught early on don't jeapordize the stacks
    Before I open my mouth, I get all the facts
    I could never fall off, it's too many hot tracks
    I'm affiliated with too many hot cats
    to end up, crawlin out of a hole in Iraq
    Try to topple my regime
    You end up in need of a scalpel to your spleen
    Is there a medic on the scene?
    Easy children, Queens is in the buildin
    That blank look on your grill'll get filled in
    Slow down baby, you actin like a clown homes
    You get your fronts remodeled like a brownstone
    You hear my heat rock comin through your sheetrock
    It means you're OD'n homeboy, here come the detox
    I get my swagger on, proud as a peacock
    Bars is hot, beats is pumpin like a {*edit*} box
    [Chorus]
    Shake it baby shake it
    If you a real O.G. put your hands in the air with me, c'mon
    Shake it baby shake it
    Young ladies in the spot, if you came up in the place to rock, c'mon
    Shake it baby shake it
    Divided we fall, stay together and forever we ball, c'mon
    Shake it baby shake it
    You do it for the gangsters
    I do it for the ladies, but it's all money baby
    [Verse Two]
    They pay me so much it's hard for them to swallow
    When you got 'em by the balls, their hearts and minds follow
    Pay yourself first, that's one of my main mottos
    Picture Bill Gates on the block dodgin hollows
    I can't see it player that's beneath my vision
    I'm beyond focused, every decision is made with precision
    It seems like greed's the world religion
    But L want cake, save the crumbs for the pidgeons
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