Bath Salt

I think this intro should be more dramatic

Hahahaha, hahaha

Ah man

It's LL season, let's ride

Hands up, hands up

Hands up, slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Never 'cause I have to

(Push it) it's because I'm a bastard

(Push it) And I got the game mastered

(Push it) ear drums, dealing with harassment

(Push it) Went back to the basement

Hand on my nuts, that's product placement

The game lost its flavor, I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Yeah, slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

Push it real good

(Flip)

Uh, boss of all bosses

Face in the car, make a young girl nauseous

Yeah, this beat salad when I toss this

Never go against me, you lack resources

What? I skywalk where the force is

Back in the '80s I was playin' in Porsches

Money ain't a problem, I absorb my losses

Maserati Cool J, galloping horses

Nah, there's never been one like me

They're looking for a new me as if there might be

Even with a love song, that's unlikely

If L ain't the dope, may lightning strike me

Uh, killa Queens all day

I got what you want, what you willin' to pay?

Your boy Ladies Love sound clean on the track

Slip into the bath salt and wash my back

Come on

(Push it) Never 'cause I have to

(Push it) It's because I'm a bastard

(Push it) And I got the game mastered

(Push it) Ear drums, dealing with harassment

(Push it) Went back to the basement

Hand on my nuts, that's product placement

The game lost its flavor, I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

Push it real good

(Back, back, back)

Honestly I was scared to come back

It was ugly not knowing how the game would react

Said my old gym teacher ain't supposed to rap (Uh-huh)

But now I teach class, put bats on they ass

You see it in my eyes, transparent like glass

Giving all but my soul to have another smash

Yeah, LL Cool J

Thirty years later, be me for a day

Same age as her daddy, she love me anyway

So I told her what to read and I showed her how to pray

Cats on my team, got MBA's

But it's My Black Ass on the Wembley stage

I don't act my shoe size, I act my age

Never try to sound like a rapper I raised

Bald as a tire, can't grow no braids

But the money's coming in in 360 ways

(Push it) Never 'cause I have to

(Push it) It's because I'm a bastard

(Push it) And I got the game mastered

(Push it) Ear drums, dealing with harassment

(Push it) Went back to the basement

Hand on my nuts, that's product placement

The game lost its flavor, I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) I said I wonder where the taste went

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Yeah, slip into the bath salt

(Push it) Slip into the bath salt

Push it real good

(Flip)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Ayo, look at 'em over there, baby)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Uh-huh)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Uh-huh)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Ayo, what up?)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Put your glass up)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Now put your glass up)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Now put your glass up)

Lookin' kinda salty over there

(Church)