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G.o.a.t.


Artist: Ll Cool J
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 6
Year: 2000

Take It Off Lyrics - G.o.a.t. - Ll Cool J

I didn't even know a young lady could look that good 

I'm ready to bounce out a queen and come to your hood 

I'm ready to change your life baby, spend some cash 

Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash 

 

When you're in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass 

L drive drunk baby, pass the glass 

As we run up in the club, politician with thugs 

When your bra straps showin', baby girl it's love 

 

'Cause you are the loose, talkin' and sippin' Honeypoof 

Sweet as cranberry, peach schnapps and apple-loops 

Runnin' with Queens finest all the way to the top 

Pass cars, hard dick and plenty money to shop 

 

Take it off, come on and dance with me baby 

Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me 

Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately 

Take it off, you know that ass look crazy 

Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes 

Take it off, I know my crew look shady 

Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby 

Take it off, watch me dance for you baby 

 

Wo day drive is live, Monte Carlo was ill 

Convertible limousines, Def Jam got the bill 

Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill 

Well, when the party's over we can go there and chill 

 

In London, it's Big Ben style breakfast in bed 

In Paris you were on an Eiffel Tower givin' me head 

Go to Switzerland, private jets over the house 

Come back home, ghetto style, bend you over the couch 

 

Real niggaz, nothin' but the platinum shit 

Keep that ass soakin wet, plus I'm spendin' his chips 

Who's fuckin' with that, put your middle finger in the air 

Has a jet passion X-man playin' with your hair 

 

Take it off, come on and dance with me baby 

Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me 

Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately 

Take it off, you know that ass look crazy 

Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes 

Take it off, I know my crew look shady 

Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby 

Take it off, watch me dance for you baby 

 

Dance for me baby 

Dance for me baby 

Dance for me baby 

Dance for me baby 

 

To my man Black Jus baby R.I.P 

Accessory to the crime is the prime Dogg 3 

When we get the money baby, spreadin' the cream 

To tell your brother Joe, hold it down for Queen 

 

And to my cousin Will, hold ya head nigga chill 

J.T. Damon in the car, let's get the squeels 

My nigga Big Bonny Puff, glad your home 

Rock the bells Melly Mell, Jimmy Love and Tone 

 

Baby we live cats, lookin' at where we arrived at 

Drug walls, hip-hop beats, how 'bout that 

The rest fell so far, they can't climb back 

Let's take it to the video-tape, rewind that 

 

Take it off, come on and dance with me baby 

Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me 

Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately 

Take it off, you know that ass look crazy 

Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes 

Take it off, I know my crew look shady 

Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby 

Take it off, watch me dance for you baby 

 

Take it off, come on and dance with me baby 

(Everybody in the club) 

Take it off, there ain't nobody who can fade me 

(Word up) 

Take it off, I'm on a hot-streak lately 

(Champagne glass in the air baby) 

Take it off, you know that ass look crazy 

(Just wanna pop it dog, word up) 

 

Take it off, you saw me up in that Mercedes 

(Yeah, yeah) 

Take it off, I know my crew look shady 

(It's official, word up) 

Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby 

(Rockerville) 

Take it off, watch me dance for you baby 

Take it off, greatest of all times 

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