Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Niggy Nuts , by - LL COOL J. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Niggy Nuts |
| Leanin dipped in rocks, pump the joint on the block |
| Behind the Dolce Gabbana shades, peepin the spots |
| Frostbit and I’m turnin blue, that’s why I’m so hot |
| Put the hustle down majorly and never get knocked |
| Who can grind for this? |
| Momma taught me to swerve |
| Rent the presidential suite out, snatch ya bird |
| My motto is dough or die, peace sign in the sky |
| In the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin by |
| Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it |
| Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it? |
| Don’t you know you can get it, have your wig-piece splitted |
| Meth asked me to spit it, see my coupes is kitted |
| And my minks is fitted, lyrically I’m sid-dick |
| Honey frontin when you around, I always hit it |
| The boss is home, regulatin on chrome |
| Tell Russell it’s line one, LL’s on the phone |
| Get off my niggy niggy nuts! |
| (ha ha, ha ha-hah ha) |
| (ha-hah, ha-hah-ha, ha ha-hah) Get off my niggy niggy nuts! |
| (ha ha, ha ha-hah ha) |
| (ha-hah, ha-hah-ha, ha ha-hah) Get off my niggy niggy nuts! |
| Get them niggy nuts, now here’s wiggy what |
| Y’all need to do, when I come through, give it up |
| Paper stackin, daddy get it crackin |
| Chains might be gold, the joints always platinum |
| (And rims) always chrome (jeans) always pressed |
| (Loot) always right (cut) always fresh |
| (Gear) always dipped (honey) always bangin |
| (You hot?) Always, my niggy nuts always hangin |
| Hold it down, rocks by the pound |
| The new 2002 b-boy sound |
| Hoes stand back, I’m shakin up the game |
| You shoulda never tried, to SLIDE in my lane |
| Guaranteed-to-blow-the-block-up |
| When-I-ease-this milky white drop up |
| Wanna bang ya, that’s all you need to know |
| 50 deep in Summer Jam, I closed the show |
| w/ variations |
| Nuts, y’all, baby — stay flowin! |
| Hit Big B, tell him bring the Mo' in (bring it in) |
| Uhh — we rockin to the rhythm (all night baby) |
| Uncut raw, what we give 'em |
| Hell yes — bounce to the music! |
| (bounce) |
| When the joint come on, everybody lose it |
| (This year) leave the bar, hit the floor |
| Represent, let these clowns know who you are |
| When it’s bangin like this, why stop? |
| (Why stop?) |
| Ask me why I pop Cris', why not? |
| (Why not?) |
| The flow of the century |
| Got your Belve splashin to the melody, what you tellin me? |
| This is fresh — 'til the day I die |
| Leavin momma with a tear in her eye |
| You was frontin for a minute, now what? |
| You snapped when the joint dropped |
| — repeat 2X |