Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear Yvette, artist - LL COOL J. Album song All World 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Dear Yvette |
Yo Yvette, there’s a lot of rumours goin' around |
They’re so bad, baby you might have to skip town |
See something’s smellin' fishy and they say it’s you |
All I know is that you made it with the whole damn crew |
They say you’re a man-eater during the full moon |
Mascot of the senior boys' locker room |
They said Yvette walked in, there wasn’t too much rap |
Her reputation got bigger, and so did her gap |
Cuz girl your momma shoulda taught you better |
I’mma sit down and write you a long letter |
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I’m glad you ain’t my sister, then again if you was |
I’d have to treat you like you was my distant cuz |
I’m not a news reporter, I don’t mean to assume |
What should I think? |
I seen ya comin' out the men’s bathroom |
You wasn’t in there alone, wasn’t usin' the phone |
The door was locked for twenty minutes, all I heard was «Moan» |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
I don’t really know if the story is so |
I can either ask Curly, or Larry or Moe |
Or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, Mookie or Joe |
Like Santa Claus said, you’re a ho-ho-ho |
In every disco you say hello |
Like you’re a little angel, but we all know |
Since you was eleven you been actin' this way |
You always got in bed when you wanted to play |
You’re a freak, you think you’re Lady Godiva |
Some freaks are live, but Yvette you’re liver |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
You’re a back-seat queen, a elevator pro |
A high-powered body makes your Levis grow |
See the stories I’ve heard, they could amaze |
I heard she did it on a motorcycle back in the days |
So calm down freak, get a G.E.D |
That’s a General Education on Decency |
One day you’ll see, and agree with me |
Unless you’re gonna be a freak until you’re 93 |
For you there’s no fee, everything is free |
This is from me to you, not you to me |
Every night is your night, your leather pants are tight |
You try to shake your butt with all your might |
I don’t really wanna dis nobody |
You might think I had a little too much Bacardi |
But that’s not the problem, the problem’s Yvette |
How bad can a girl’s reputation get? |
See she’s the kinda girl all the homeboys met |
If you’re desperate ask Yvette, cuz she’ll say «Bet» |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
Dear Yvette |
B-Boys are hard on the boulevard |
The Reverend at the church said you was barred |
Homeboys on the block love you a lot |
You’re a real famous freak whether you like it or not |
So before you start walking and your beak starts squawkin' |
Let me explain to you who is talkin' |
I’m L.L. Cool J from around the way |
You boogie down to my records almost every day |
Go a hundred miles an hour when you’re standin' still |
You’re faster than my Caddy when it’s goin' downhill |
Won’t forget that day in the Y.M.C.A |
The guy at the desk said it was OK |
For you to come inside cuz he knew you’d stay |
Greg G. and Garfield yelled «Hooray» |
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