Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lollipop, artist - LL COOL J. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Lollipop |
| Uhh, yeah. |
| mmm, c’mon |
| You know how long I’ve been waiting for this |
| Mmm, you know how bad I want this |
| (mmm, mmm, mmm) |
| + (LL) |
| Kiss me from (uhh) head to toe (I will) |
| Oooh baby, I love you so (c'mon) |
| My sweet love, ain’t gon' stop (uh) |
| I’m gon' be, your lollipop (lollipop) |
| Kiss me from, head to toe |
| Oooh baby, I love you so (I know) |
| My sweet love, ain’t gon' stop |
| I’m gon' be, your lollipop |
| Lolli-lolli-pop-pop, boppin down the block-block |
| I’ve been lovin you since junior high, ma you got |
| Everything I need, everything I want |
| You’re the type of dime a real player wanna flaunt |
| Lovin them lips and the shape of them hips |
| When I see you in that whack brother’s whip, I FLIP |
| I hate your boyfriend, that cat is corny |
| I kick it to you and I dare that clown to run up on me |
| When nights are stormy I be thinkin about your pretty smile, gritty style |
| But duke got you locked down like Riker’s Isle |
| I wanna break your man off, I can’t control it, I’m a hater |
| Especially, when your perfume lingers inside the elevator |
| You’re the one, the only one |
| That I would beg, to give me some |
| Playerism’s for life, eternal flossin, proceed with caution |
| Baby toss him, divorce him, let the boss in |
| w/ variations |
| So ballalistic, mystic, twisted |
| In my dreams I kissed it, never missed it, I frisked it |
| Searched it, worked it, lollipopped it and jerked it |
| You followed, swallowed, scratch my back, baby burped it |
| Red Passion, high fashion |
| Nobody got to know I’m smashin, I’m sayin shorty |
| Rock, Miss Thang, playin childish games |
| Standin on the corner knowin damn well I wanna blaze |
| Sweet get to it anywhere you like |
| On the rooftop, at midnight |
| The project stairs, I’ll be there |
| Runnin my fingers through your hair |
| Anyway, the untouchable, magnetic |
| Kissable loveable huggable energetic, call a medic |
| Your man’ll regret it, when I hit it I’m athletic |
| Energize your thighs you’ll recognize the size |
| It’s epidemic. |
| w/ variations |
| When y’all alone in the Brooklyn brownstone |
| Starin at the high ceiling, what a feeling |
| Clothes peeling, finally you’re double dealing |
| I’m walkin, he’s wheeling, it’s unreal when |
| You got the dime of your fantasies |
| My lollipop ecstasy’s on top of me |
| Just like I thought, it’s a small world after all |
| I don’t care if your neighbors hear us down the hall |
| Make 'em jealous, what they gon' tell us? |
| If you don’t tell your girls baby, I won’t tell the fellas |
| If you don’t plea, I orchestrated icebergisms |
| Visions of my lollipop’s thick risen, for my wisdom |
| Plop plop fizzdom, what I give them |
| Make — yea baby, right there — my new anthem |
| I love you baby, take it deep deep deep |
| Deep deep deep, now go to sleep |
| w/ variations |