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L.L. Cool J Lyrics for Song: A Little Somethin'
 Lyrics for Album: 14 Shots to the Dome [1993]
 
 
 
 33811>[LL Cool J]
 
 Here we go - another funky style
 
 Peace to my brothers on "Rikers' Isle"
 
 Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mile
 
 To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wild
 
 This here part is like section one
 
 so you can bug-a-loo and set fire to your buns
 
 Early mornin' light is yet to come
 
 And when it come, we'll get buggy in the sun
 
 Females - let your hair down
 
 Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
 
 with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
 
 you give me to the "sploshers", you can get your-a blast
 
 Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
 
 Yet you're still steppin', the beats' so funkafied
 
 and answer to the bone, people'll be dancin' alone
 
 Leanin' on the wall next to grandma's mop
 
 With the funky, funky groove that's far from pop
 
 Dosey-do your partner all night long
 
 and all you mothers, bring your kids along
 
 
 
 [Chorus: LL Cool J]
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) (just kick a little somethin'...)
 
 
 
 [LL Cool J]
 
 Ain't no mountain high enough to overcome this
 
 funky-like type of stuff
 
 The feds are ridiculous, they call my bluff
 
 Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hold me with cuffs
 
 I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
 
 Suck it like a hoover and do ya whole maneuver
 
 Don't stop till you get it on
 
 With ya head be- boppin' like a bouncy ball
 
 They do it in the park, they do it in the mall
 
 But when I do it (yeah), I'm doin' it for y'all
 
 Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no static
 
 Flippin' on the freak like I'm acrobatic
 
 You were searchin' for the funk and I had it
 
 Here we go - hand over the cash yo
 
 What chime? Aiyyo, blast the tobasco
 
 Work your body like a dime, oh no
 
 Do the freaky-deaky - the whole girls' cargo
 
 Females on the side - we gotta win 'em, yeah
 
 The back pockets are stuck with nothin' in 'em, yeah
 
 Except my beeper number, rubbin' all my lumber so I cannot slumber
 
 Makes me sick like an earthquake
 
 So do the baddy-too-true, we got cash to make
 
 Able body, ready to party, all the ladies in the house
 
 must be eatin' hardy
 
 And provin' and movin', groovin', so soothin' good for ya
 
 And clinically proven - damn!!
 
 Every little bit of the tip makes ya taste flip, like sugar on Ritz
 
 Get on down, to the sure-shot sound
 
 Cause all five burrows are rockin' uptown
 
 
 
 [Chorus: LL Cool J]
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) whattup, hah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) aiyyo, aiyyo (just kick a little somethin'...)
 
 
 
 [LL Cool J]
 
 Pump up the nasty, nasty, nasty sound
 
 Kick back and let it please ya like a rub down
 
 Put ya body in the lost and found
 
 (Kick that L) I love the way its goin' down
 
 What you see is what you get
 
 And all the words who's next to be the teachers pet?
 
 Down-home monkey - corn fed, original
 
 And what you do is up to you, the individual
 
 This is the place to be for y'all underage brothers
 
 with the rebel mentality
 
 Sweet young freaks sayin "Rock me ?Arma-day-us?
 
 Skin so smooth lookin' all (???)
 
 Video to video, tape to tape
 
 Walkin' through the jam in search of a playmate
 
 Party is packed like a rich mans' fridge
 
 Too many people in the crib
 
 The situation is sweaty and crazy like Eddy
 
 and yes we are ready to funk it up steady
 
 ain't nothin' here petty
 
 Trip down to your laund-a-ray - I'm ready!!
 
 Hold your horse, and baby feel the force
 
 and get jaws off - no matter what the cost
 
 Come out to cloth, get hot like a stove
 
 Early in the mornin', we're dancin' in robes
 
 to a funkafied sweaty, greazy groove
 
 I know the Marley remix to make you move
 
 
 
 [Chorus: LL Cool J]
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) I do a little somethin'
 
 (Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
 
 (Yo Uncle) peace out, hah, I did a little somethin'
 
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