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| LL Cool J Mama Said Knock You Out The Boomin' System [Marley Marl:] Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin Yeah aight But we need a beat that they can front to Oh, that'll work Be funky You know what I'm sayin? (Cars ride by with the boomin systems) (Cars ride by) Funky For all the cars out there And all the brothers That like to front in their rides Check it out You know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say A jam that you love that don't be gettin no airplay Strictly for frontin when you're ridin around 12 o'clock at night with your windows down Headlights breakin cos your batteries drain Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain Parkin outside of all the hip-hop spots Push the E-Q and play connect the dots Leanin to the side, people everywhere The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare Big beats bumpin with the bass in back All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack Cos they don't understand why I act this way Pumpin up the funky beat until the break of day It's because I want attention when i'm ridin by And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me Cos they be hear me gettin funky frequently They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this Mind your business Now pass it around Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound People in the street see me bobbin my head While I'm checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said I'm frontin, and I don't care if you know The backseat of my car is like a disco show You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top Cruise - it's 3 o'clock The girlies, they smile, they see me comin I'm steady hummin, I got the Funky Drummer drummin My trunk be shakin, vibratin and rattlin Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin A right-hand man's here without the swing Every chance I get I'm showin off my rings I can keep it up until the break of dawn Cos I'm frontin in my ride and my word is bond Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window C to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n To the f to the r to the o to the n to the t to the i to the n That means I'm chillin Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed They recline way back, so I can get real cosy I got the gangster tapes in the place Like a basehead would say: I want bass I want a hit, I want a dose You're rollin up smilin, but you can't come close Cos my system is pumpin loud Like Rakim said: I wanna move the crowd I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE Tell the cops: you gots to chill with EPMD This is something devastatin that'll break your trunk And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk You know what i'm sayin Word So next time you're in your ride pumpin it up Just remember It's Cool Peace |
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