Ill Bomb (feat. LL Cool J)

Pimp shit, uh

Uh, pimp shit

Yeah, turn my shit up a little bit, my vocals

Uh, uh

I hypnotize your eyes and then you recognize

That the sparkle of my chrome shoes paralyze

Getting money like this, people want my vibe

Full of jealousy and pride, hate the way I ride

Sometimes you speak, sometimes you don't

Figure this **** souped up 'cause he cooped up

Guaranteed to rip shit soon as it's looped up

Ya **** slept, twenty girls, panties wasn't wet

I'm a star, double the dick, double R

Never struggle hard to leave the bubble scared

Not the car, it's the man, daddy cool put it down

No comparing me to y'all, **** is such a clown

LA worth paper, ask Russel Simmons

Who put 'em up in that sky scraper

Ask my dawgs at ??? who made them major

LL, ****, now who's next to need a favor?

Drop a bomb on 'em

Remain calm on 'em

Pierce the nipples, throw the LL charm on 'em

Keep gangsta shit pumping through my system

When my strobe lights flash, you can't miss 'em, listen

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name

Fifty-ninth street bride up a roadway, do about a buck

Pumping Mob up in the Cadillac truck, don't give a fuck

Chrome tint, gold digging broads getting bent

We can fuck, but you ain't getting ten cent, who want it?

Lay the facts out until the cat's out

Set you back out, sweat your tracks out

Blow out your weed

You wake up in the morning to a note, **** had to leave

Be easy, you should've teased me instead of being sleazy

I wouldn't do a three Z

Come across more floss than gold teeth

I learned you can't eat if  you hold beef  with **** underneath

Still I'ma lyrically hold it down

L back in town, case the bell sound for the second round

Some of these old cats is funny, fuck who's legendary

I'm trying to get this money

Drop a bomb on 'em

And pour a dome on 'em

Soon as the track come on, I transform on 'em

Keep gangsta shit pumping through my system

Strobe lights flashing, can't miss 'em, listen

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name

Rappers don't really want it, they might claim they do

They know I'm catching bodies, go ahead, name a few

After I blaze you, I get a donut

Don't want no blood up on my chrome shoes

Lord, have mercy, these rookies got it confused

You thought you caught me slipping, I was falsely accused

Sleeping with my eyes wide shut like Tom Cruise

They wishing an impossible mission to see me lose

Lay up time to choose, all I hate it on the left

You hoping an praying you get to hear me take my last breath

Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sing like cracker

Hunnid keys a month, you fucking up G backs, ****

Invincible, unstoppable, ya'll **** ain't ill, you're illogical

This is L, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfiller

A little something for your ice gorillas

Drop a bomb on 'em

When it's time to attack, quiet storm on 'em

Hold your nuts and keep your palms on 'em

Keep gangsta shit pumping through my system

When my strobe lights flash, you can't miss 'em, listen

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name

Call my name...