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L.L. Cool J Lyrics for Song: Feel the Beat
 Lyrics for Album: The DEFinition [2004]
 
 
 
 21770>HOOK
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall, feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 Ya don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall, feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 Ya don't stop
 
 
 
 VERSE 1
 
 
 
 When Def Jam signed me
 
 
 
 They hit the lottery
 
 
 
 It wasn't free but don't call it a robbery
 
 
 
 They underestimated me quite possibly
 
 
 
 It's like that when you a godfather B
 
 
 
 I'm the greatest of all time
 
 
 
 Ya heard that before
 
 
 
 But now when I say it
 
 
 
 It means so much more
 
 
 
 Cause It's so true
 
 
 
 No hype man, No crew
 
 
 
 No reason for ghost writers
 
 
 
 Every year I get tighter
 
 
 
 Mothers and daughters agree I'm on fire
 
 
 
 Check ya T-Mobile it's all over the wire
 
 
 
 Cross ya legs baby, hide ya desire
 
 
 
 You think I'm hot
 
 
 
 You preaching to the choir
 
 
 
 Smiling and giggling, thirsting like Gilligan
 
 
 
 More flavor than cinnamon, they rush with adrenaline
 
 
 
 I make em nervous
 
 
 
 I do it on purpose
 
 
 
 I come back hotter
 
 
 
 Every time I resurface
 
 
 
 Drop to ya knees baby
 
 
 
 Praise the king
 
 
 
 Now ask Russell Simmons
 
 
 
 Who built the west wing
 
 
 
 I ain't gotta be cocky
 
 
 
 I do the damn thing
 
 
 
 Paint ya girl with strawberry frosting
 
 
 
 Internationally known and respected
 
 
 
 You talk slick I'm too large to be affected
 
 
 
 You crank call my cells disconnected
 
 
 
 You keep slipping but my games perfected
 
 
 
 HOOK
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 VERSE 3
 
 
 
 I'm a star for real my aura is crazy
 
 
 
 Hollywood love me in the streets I'm gravy
 
 
 
 Born with a gift to inspire the hood
 
 
 
 You wanna out do me and I wish you would
 
 
 
 I'm the master separate from all these cats
 
 
 
 I'm laughin in '86 I balled like that
 
 
 
 Honey catching feeling from sittin in Maybachs
 
 
 
 Cause her project hall is smelling like Ajax
 
 
 
 That's understandable but everybody relax
 
 
 
 Hate when folk get money and don't know how to act
 
 
 
 I'm a multi millionaire homey that's a fact
 
 
 
 But it's not the ice that makes ya wife react
 
 
 
 Been had an entourage and platinum cards
 
 
 
 Been getting swedish massage in Boca Raton
 
 
 
 What you think all them years I ain't pop no Don
 
 
 
 Spend a night in Trump Towers with a blue eyed blonde
 
 
 
 I been did it all my Benzes was kitted
 
 
 
 When you talk like a baller you tickle me with it
 
 
 
 But yeah there's money out there come on lets get it
 
 
 
 But I'm a get it in such a way you never forget it
 
 
 
 Let's go twenty platinum albums in a row
 
 
 
 Sixty thousand fans a three hour show
 
 
 
 I could care less who drop and blow
 
 
 
 My name is LL baby that's beyond the flow
 
 
 
 HOOK
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 VERSE 3
 
 
 
 These rap cats get upset with me
 
 
 
 When security clear out the V.I.P
 
 
 
 If honey wanna lounge we gone see ID
 
 
 
 Ain't no negotiating you gone pay my fee
 
 
 
 I'm the boss I call the shots to keep it hot
 
 
 
 I don't have competition I'm bigger than the slot
 
 
 
 While you waste advances on grey market rocks
 
 
 
 I cop municipal bonds and Wal Mart stocks
 
 
 
 A family man but hard as a rock
 
 
 
 And I die for my kids so stay off my block
 
 
 
 They might be impressed with you but I'm not
 
 
 
 After all these years I still walk with a bop
 
 
 
 Still keep the ink hot
 
 
 
 Still scheme like a fox
 
 
 
 Still ready to battle
 
 
 
 You don't want your career stopped
 
 
 
 Industry shocked cause I mapped out a plot
 
 
 
 And ran around humble with my joint on cock
 
 
 
 HOOK
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop
 
 
 
 Uh yes yes yall feel the beat yall
 
 
 
 Freak freak yall
 
 
 
 You don't stop.
 
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  L.L. Cool J
 "The DEFinition [2004]"
 
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