Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Todd Smith
Composer
Stanley McKenney
Composer
Bill Withers
Composer
P. Diddy
Composer
Ronald Anthony "Amen-ra" Lawrence
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Combs
Producer
Ron Lawrence
Producer
Michael Patterson
Mixing Engineer
Stevie J.
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Baby girl was draped in Chanel
Said she love Tupac, but hates some LL
Seen her at the bar with anklets and toe rings
She can take a prince, turn him into a king
I was looking at her in the limelight, pearly whites
Said her man get paper, but he don't live right
All these emotions flowing inside the club
Do you really wanna thug or do you want love?
She get the paper when it's time to get it
She keep these clowns thinking like Jack B. Quick
Honey smoke make you click, feel it in their throats
No joke all this love, let it stay broke out
Behind every playa is a true playette
Bounce you up, outta there, push and check
Taster's choice, have you nice and moist
Or play paper games and floss them Rolls Royce
[Verse 2]
Something like a phenomenon
Something like a phenomenon
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Something like a phenomenon
[Verse 3]
He was king of seduction, cop a suction
Now she with a cat that work construction
Starve her with the paper, abuse her mind
This a new lover, when you know it's on mine
That's on top, lap dancing's got to stop
You play out your chick 'cause your game is hot
I did it too, Italian ice my whole crew
Piece banging off my chest till I'm black and blue
You beefing, yelling on the cell of my six
You reach it, then I heard the cordless click
Now you club hopping, keep the cristal popping
Use my chips and take the next man shopping
Hell no, must be out your mind
Got you on your knees and your elbows each and every time
That's why I love you, mami, you run your mouth
Throw your legs over the bed, baby, work me out
[Verse 4]
Something like a phenomenon
Something like a phenomenon
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[Verse 5]
He was all souped up, but played it just right
Mami, I was full blown, my game was air tight
I needed to switch up and get it in gear
It's a whole new movie, a world premiere, yeah yeah
Keep it jingling, no more mingling
A brand new year, me and you can bring it in
I'm sick and tired of the freaking, night to morn'
Boning in the mirror with my cubans on
Let bygones be bygones, no more games
Hope all the chickenheads go up in flames
Now we in the brand new mansion with the lake in back
You got it all figured out, mami, I like that
Collect tips, cop his and her whips
To waste a quarter mil' on clothes that's sick
But you're worth it, playgirl, it's real in the field
Say what you want, but keep your lips sealed
[Verse 6]
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[Verse 7]
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
Go ahead, daddy
[Verse 8]
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Written by: Bill Withers, James Todd Smith, P. Diddy, Ronald Anthony "Amen-ra" Lawrence, Stanley McKenney