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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Performer
Jasmine
Jasmine
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Composer
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Composer
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poke & Tone
Poke & Tone
Producer
Adam Gazzola
Adam Gazzola
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

James Todd Smith, know what I'm sayin'? Track masters Fresh off the private jet from Europe did four months out there Extra paper, scoop that up Back on the scene, crisp and clean You know how we get down baby? Let me tell you a lil' story You're not a chicken head goin' hee-shey You're choosy in the bed like hee-shey I know your man's in the feds but hee-shey I can't figure out the reason you keep hawkin' me Is it the invisible settings on the baguettes? The Benzes, Beamers and Corvettes? Or the wood-grain in the convertible Lex Be ease, shoppin' sprees, what designer is next? Is it the Diablo, parked on Rodeo? Half a mill' in the trunk and I ain't moved no llello Could it be I'm anti-pimp, hundred-thousand a clip Hat low, doin' donuts when I pull up out the dealership Is it the the Fortune 500 covers? The family man that got one baby mother? The way I brainwash y'all to love one another And got the whole community bouncin' in unity Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Why? Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Hmm you're not a chicken head goin' hee-shey You're choosy in the bed like hee-shey I know your man's in the feds but hee-shey I can't figure out the reason you be hawkin' me Is it the twenty million I be grabbin' a flick? Or my 400 million dollar FUBU clique? Is it the in the house syndication chips Poppin' two bottles, shorty read my lips They say ladies, love, legend in leather Simple ain't it uh, but quite clever Is it the fact I melt in liquid ice? Tapped it once, you felt it twice Is it the multiple O's I'm known for those Temptation Island, wildin' 'cause my neck froze Is it the bowlegged, hard-headed Little honey in my grill with her pinkies whetted? Forget it Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Why? Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Mmm you're not a chicken head goin' hee-shey You're choosy in the bed like hee-shey I know your man's in the feds but hee-shey I can't figure out the reason you keep hawkin' me Is it the way I caress and hold you close? The iller, villa in Barbados? Is it the Countache rollin' up to your door? Yeah Tell your roommate you ain't dancin' no more, yeah Tell 'em your new man is cooler than before, yeah Tell 'em bout them twenty thousand on tour, yeah Is it the the way that I defend your honor? Backhand your ex-man, tell him kill the drama? Is it the way the Mazerrati hug her body Make you wanna be my next hottie From the bottom to the bottom to the top to the top Cruise it don't stop Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Why? Born to love you baby Why? You know I love you baby Why? Kiss and hug you baby Why? I'll always love you baby Born to love you baby You know I love you baby Kiss and hug you baby I'll always love you baby
Writer(s): Jean Olivier, Samuel Barnes, James Todd Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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