Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mirror Mirror, artist - LL COOL J. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Mirror Mirror |
| Uhh |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Uhh (he's back) success (he's back) |
| (Where you been?) |
| Right here baby |
| Look in the mirror while I tell you a tale |
| About a mogul named Uncle L |
| Sit on eight figures, man with a vision, move with precision |
| (He excels, they all fail) |
| Undisputed, the game got so polluted |
| That he turned his +Radio+ off |
| He +Needed a Beat+ so he could +Jingle+ them bells again |
| Watchin the plasma TV in the loft (with somethin soft) |
| With a leapord print outfit on |
| Cause he known to flood any mic he spit on |
| He’s a (uhh uhh, +Phenomenon+) |
| Ice glistenin, listenin to +Break of Dawn+ |
| He went from. |
| +Hollis to Hollywood+ in fact |
| Owned the Dow Jones and stacked the NASDAQ |
| Conference call with his broker, 'What's the yield on that?' |
| «Exotic Motorcars,» we want a deal on that |
| + (LL) |
| Mirror mirror (you go baby) speak to me (you flow baby) |
| What’s this image that I see before me (you know baby) |
| It’s a winner (you go baby) please believe it (you go baby) |
| I can see it so I can achieve it (you flow baby, you go baby) |
| +Around the Way Girls+ be +Doin' It+ well |
| They love the way that man look on the (XXL) |
| On the Money magazine covers |
| When he stop at the light, it’s like his Benz hovers |
| Smoke blowin from the chrome exhaust, of his Boxer Porsche |
| (Look at him, lickin his lips when his joint pull off) |
| Ever since +Boomin' System+, damn she missed him |
| She, couldn’t resist him, dreamt she kissed him |
| In a, warm jacuzzi full of +Milky Cereal+ |
| She said (I need love from the grand imperial) |
| I been his biggest fan since five years old |
| And now I’m 22, I love money (oooh) |
| +Backseat of the Jeep+, you need that |
| (Who do you love?) Baby repeat that |
| (Who do you love?) You need to keep back |
| Milk and +Pink Cookies+ he known to eat that |
| Tryin to get as much money as possible, no negative consequences |
| Knahmsayin baby? |
| I’m goin long, feel me. |
| +Hey Lover+, I’m +Loungin'+ |
| +Goin' Back to Cali+, cop a crib on the mountain |
| Strobelights jumpin off, birdies is bouncin |
| +(4)-to-the-3−2-1+, he stopped countin |
| Eliminated competition quickly |
| Phantom of the Opera on the low where your clique be |
| He feel his flow deep down in your artery |
| Peep her man’s checkbook (uh) that’s where his heart’ll be |
| +6 Minutes of Pleasure+ for +Jack the Ripper+ |
| Young players fall quicker from chicks and hard liquor (ahahah) |
| But uhh, he’s +Bad+, he got +The Power of God+ |
| In the Four Seasons, laughin at the L’urmitage (?) |
| He been there, mini-bars, R&B stars |
| Young groupies in the lobby on the search for (Bobby) |
| Young tycoon in the Steve Wynn suite |
| Readin e-mails with ten on repeat, I seen it |
| + (LL speaking over, can’t be heard clearly) |
| Yeah, 10, faith, power of God |
| Yeah, c’mon, work it with me baby |
| Work with me ma, uhh, it’s been too long, 10 |