Why You Think I Call You Baby? - Small-Town Strip Club

Warning, MC's stand back You better take a chill and observe the skill Of the man who can, so understand god damn I got a masterpiece a master plan and a brand new Way to attack the wack cut 'em down to size To realize LL's back Don't sleep I'm too sweet to repeat a beat A lyric or rhyme I wouldn't waste your time With weak words, that's for nerds, you never heard a rhyme So you deserve a line rougher than rough enough is enough I'm, gonna slaughter choke ya smoke ya like a sauna You don't really wanna But if you wanna battle on here's a lesson: stop 'fessin I'm a lethal weapon, you better get to steppin Off the stage, and outta my face You're too light? save the bass Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? It seems like people-'ll never understand On the microphone I'm not your average man I cool out sometimes, I save my best rhymes And then the toy boy thinks that he can come and get mine Let your friends gas him up, talk trash and make bets Then gets played like those kids who tried to rob Goetz You don't know what I'm sayin? Yo check it Give me any microphone and god damnit I'll wreck it! I'm coldblooded I'm about to mutilate Last year before I left I told you to wait But you couldn't stay loyal started goin astray Thinkin Tom, Dick, and Harry can mess with Cool J Is you crazy? I'm boomin, got the talent of two men The stamina and skill in battle to kill a few men The heart of a lion, the loyalty of a soldier I wreck your whole mob then tell ya I told ya! Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Cause I don't jab around you, I come inside Bob and weave, deceive until you get tongue tied Brawl for all give a lyrical display And next time you know better than to get in my way "Yo whassup wit LL? Will he ever make another 'Rock the Bells'?" Yo brothers is comin up, "I think he's fallin off I don't think he's still 'hard as hell'" See, this is the attitude, of ignorant ones Cause they don't know, all them MC'sll get done One or two might say, "Yo L'll be back" But the rest they be suckin on SUGAR SMACKS Talkin that crap about who's better than me You think so? Just let a MC Make me mad enough, to really wanna battle I put a L on his ass like he was cattle! Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Just cause I make a love song, or say a simple rhyme "Boom, move over L, it's Miller Time" I don't know whether to laugh, get ill or get wild Cause brothers don't realize, I got so many styles Like triplin up the words, confusin all the nerds Heard put my sights on mics and? flippin above the word To the mother, no other MC brother, can mess with Ladies Lover I'm original, I'm bright under color And when I get on the mic, yo I burn rubber Can't stand criticism, give 'em an exorcism Been rockin for years, now I have wisdom The way I'm kickin the lines you can hear my tongue twist And it'll have your neck spinnin like you're spineless I'm pickin 'em up, throwin 'em down Hypin 'em up and slowin 'em down All of these words with only one tongue Shakin 'em up and then bakin 'em up Smash boom bash scrapin 'em up Now you thought that was hard, I just begun Cause I'm a roll on the microphone And take control just like Al Capone I'm notorious, you're foolish if you sleep on me Cause I'm too slick to let a rapper get sweet on me Try to make a move for my heavyweight belt You get played like the Wizard of Oz witch, you melt Yo I'm crazy dope, with super hype lines And a lot of hype lines make one dope rhyme Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Cause that's what it is Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? [Cutting and scratching "Straight from Queens" to the end]

Why do you think they call it dope? Nighttime, shooting star, the sun started to rain Trees lost branches, gurus' trances, black-brassiered dancers Little dears Showdown's coming, it's no joke, mouth is running, it's a stroke That's what I think when I'm so fucked up I can't even find the door Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? When your heart beats fast, you're so broke, in your car with the red Lights flashing Look sincere, smell like beer, roach in the ashtray Going to the pokey Thirty days later, ten bucks left, hands are shaking Looking for a dime bag Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Dirty little dopers on dope so bad Dirty little dopers on dope so bad When two and two turn into five you'll probably see it my way When bad is good, like it should, things turn upside down Some people say it's hip to say no, my town it's green light go For party rockin' angels now it's trigger happy Slang-bang-pow Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope? Why do you think they call it dope?

I can't believe that we're still doing this I can't believe that we're still Wasting your, wasting my time You push me out and pull me back in Repent your sins and do 'em again Set me on fire, take me Higher, lately Than I've ever been before I think you're a liar, baby Drag me, take me Lower than I've ever known Ooh, I think I like you Yeah I think I like you Nobody quite like you What am I supposed to do I think I like you No, I think I hate you I can't seem to shake you now I can't believe that we're still doin' this I can't believe that you and I are still runnin' around And round in this Post-modern purgatory Over and over again You set me on fire, take me Higher, lately Than I've ever been before I think you're a liar, baby Drag me, take me Lower than I've ever known Ooh, I think I like you Yeah I think I like you Nobody quite like you What am I supposed to do I think I like you No, I think I hate you I can't seem to shake you What 'm I supposed to do What 'm I supposed to do baby You make me wanna die But you make me feel alive Take me higher lately Than I've ever been before I've been before Oh I think I like you Yeah I think I like you Nobody quite like you What am I supposed to do I think I like you No, I think I hate you I can't seem to shake you What am I supposed to do What am I supposed to do baby What am I supposed to do What am I supposed to do baby What am I supposed to do

Ici c'est dix-huit ans et plus et les âmes sensibles interdites Ultra VIP, soirée contre sens à l'éthique C'est le corps de la femme, à l'honneur ce soir C'est le doré fe la flamme, qui nous éclaire dans le noir Ces femmes danse, sexuellement pensant Pour le côté tentatrice et l'âme libre elles ont un penchant Pas d'arrière pensée elles savent qu'on est la pour dépenser Elles aiment le luxe alors du on en aligner Je veux toutes les filles de la place regroupées autour du poteau C'est KPONE Inc qui paye, elles le savent elles donnent un bon show Elles dansent pour nous mais elles dansent pour elles aussi Si on y prend du plaisir crois moi qu'entre elles en prennent aussi Hot sexy naughty, dirty dirty baby, Le corp de deux femmes ensemble putain que c'est sexy Hot little lady, nasty nasty easy, Danse pour moi, la nuit est jeune elle commence ici. Si tu nous voit dans un strip club posé tranquille, Que le Don Pérignon coule girl you can holla at me, Nobody can do it like we do it et tu le sais girl So shorty get down with me, Now what you wanna do girl Si ça part sur un délire tu sais ce que ça voudra dire baby, Let me show you how to do girl On fait ce qu'on a à faire bitch pimpin'ain't easy Il va y avoir du sport, du cardio dans les cabines J'ai l'impression que les filles en privée d'un coup deviennent coquines Watch out, things may just get nasty, J'ai perdu le contrôle de mes home-boy the shit is nasty Des corps à corps endiablés, des danses spéciales en privé Des strings léopard qui volent au dessus des rideaux fermés Les esprits se réchauffent, la soirée s'enlamme J'aurais trés bien vu Cauet ici tomber pour Clara Morgane Et de l'autre côté du bar, mes homies jouent au poker Et là encore autour d'eux des femmes déguisées en joker Qui strippent ardement, à chaque coup de brelan Et si le flush tombe, la danse est faite spécialement KPONE Inc bon payeur, K-MARO bon joueur, Et comme les deux ne font qu'un, Tu as un strip club à son meilleur Dirty dirty baby, you sexy lady, Rapelle toi qu'after the party it's the after party Si tu nous voit dans un strip club posé tranquille, Que le Don Pérignon coule girl you can holla at me, Nobody can do it like we do it et tu le sais girl So shorty get down with me, Now what you wanna do girl Si ça part sur un délire tu sais ce que ça voudra dire baby, Let me show you how to do girl On fait ce qu'on a à faire bitch pimpin'ain't easy My baby baby grind with me, I like the way you put it on me (bis) Si tu nous voit dans un strip club posé tranquille, Que le Don Pérignon coule girl you can holla at me, Nobody can do it like we do it et tu le sais girl So shorty get down with me, Now what you wanna do girl Si ça part sur un délire tu sais ce que ça voudra dire baby, Let me show you how to do girl On fait ce qu'on a à faire bitch pimpin'ain't easy (bis)

I'm goin' to the strip club 'Round and 'round she spins I'm goin' to the strip club 'Round and 'round again I'm throwin' 100's and them 50's I got a fuckin' stack and its stashed in my Dickie's You know how we do, ayy My beard's long like a hippie I'm just like a rapper, I got Finally Famous with me 'Cause that's my fuckin' crew And you can look, you can hate if you want to But everything's gonna be alright For my team and my crew and my hometown I'ma do it real big tonight I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round she spins I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round again I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round she spins And I know it ain't right, but for just one night I'ma flex with all of my friends Yeah, I might fuck around and pop a blue Wear my swishies to the strippy Got a hundred blue notes in my pockets, is you with me? And I'm with Mike Pos' and he still wearin' Dickie's Take a private dance, but I never let 'em kiss me And I got that cabernet up in my cup, that sippy, sippy That Jesus juice, I'm feelin' loose, I'm feelin' kinda trippy Just took a hit of LSD, oh man, I'm in the club Haters talk shit, but they gets no love Got my fellas to the left, honeys on my right Order hundred bottles, sparklin', sparklin' Come and sit with me, anything you like Order it up, girl, I got you We goin' to the strip club Strip club 'Round and 'round she spins I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round again I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round she spins And I know it ain't right, but for just one night I'ma flex with all of my friends It's fuckin' poetry how she pole dance You should come and do that shit up on Pos' pants Bring them hoes, reach your toe, tell 'em hold hands We just wanna fuck, no slow dance, romance She popped it real fast and then she did it slow, slow, slow She backed it up on Bear and she had him like, "Woah, woah, woah" And I dress and I look and I smell good So everything's gonna be alright For my team and my crew and my hometown I'ma do it real big tonight I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round she spins I'm goin' to the strip club, strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round again I'm goin' to the strip club (strip club) 'Round and 'round she spins And I know it ain't right, but for just one night I'ma flex with all of my friends I'ma stunt with all of my friends I'ma flex with all of my friends I'ma stunt with all of my... friends