| I’m the Ladies Love, Legend in Leather
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| Long and Lean, and I don’t wear pleather
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| Last of the red hot lovin MC’s
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| Lookin for a Little, that’s my theory
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| It goes quick Like Lightning, too exciting
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| Lover of Ladies, don’t allow biting
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| Level-headed Leader, toy boy feeder
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| Good Love Life and a rhyme biter beater
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| Looking, Learning, the one you’re liking
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| Listen and you will love what I’m writing
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| Ladies Love, Long, hard, and Lean
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| And now you know what L.L. means
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Come on now
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Lightning in the sky, L.L. don’t lie
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| I can hold a larger load than those other little guys
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| My literature is the land’s highest law
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| The man of the brand, one you look out for
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| I’m loose like the lace in your brand new sneaker
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| Release the bass in your face like a large Vega speaker
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| Li-li-lis-listen to my rhyme
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| Here to satisfy the listeners who stood on line
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| Bought tickets to see me kick it and wasn’t late
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| The love every little bit of the cuts he creates
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| First not last, leader of the class, see
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| From London, Long Beach, and down to Tallahassee
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| Ladies are pleased, I’m not wearin Lee’s
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| The Kangol is mine, the godfather is E
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| I bust your lip, my level won’t slip
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| Clockin crazy dollars on the L.L. tip
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| Come on!
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Come on
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Loose with the ladies, loud like a ref
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| When I die, there will be no lovers left
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| I’m the little girl liker, legendary writer
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| Let’s see, I never lost cause I burn like a lighter
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| My love is long and my lyrics rock loud
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| Lurkin shadow in the shadows like Little McLoud
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| I’m the Ladies Love, lyrical lord in the club
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| Ladies Love, the man you dream of
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Never ever lost, not lonely or alone
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| You can call me the last Capone
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| Not a little kid playing with garbage can lids
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| Don’t need a legal lawyer, I ain’t doin no bid
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| Cause the ladies know my bass is low
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| Rockin L after L ever since the intro
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| Liberacce couldn’t rock it like the long-legged pro
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| Two legs, not four like Lassie, I don’t eat Alpo
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| Come on
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| All over the land they listen to my jams
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| Like a cherry lollypop when you’re lickin your hand
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| I’m poppin and lockin, so I can give you a list
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| All of my lyrics are swift, so the losers never riff
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| I love givin em bliss, havin my name on the list
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| I’m the life of the party and my rhymes are priceless
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| Each jam is like a lesson other rappers must learn
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| Cold laugh cause they don’t like it every time I return
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| Come on
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Come on now
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Come on now
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Sing along now
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| Everybody
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill!
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| L.L. Cool J wants you to get ill
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| Aaaahhhhhhhh!
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| Let’s get ill! |