LL Cool J - Make It Hot Lyrics
Intro:Aha , ynahmean?Word up, just wanna bring em to it realReal rugged like, uhh, manMake me feel like Im method out and all that, ynahmean?Go diggin, uhh check itI bring the butter, huhMake you wanna creep up on one another, huhIm mad sharp like a box cutter, huhI got the fam rollin like brothers, huhWe in the mecca, moey, rollie glisteninRainin on niggas so bad they think its drizzlinGround zero funk track its megaDoin wild damage to your arm, legga leggaWhos that? the bawla, the player, the mister with the techniquesPumpin blends, creepin up the backstreetsThrow your rocks up high and let em gleamIts the uncle what? uncle l makes a wild sceneAnd I be blowin all the rookies out the frameAnd they be knowin uncles flowin in the gameQueens to uptown Im gettin down for my crownWhen you see me comin thru just gimme a poundAnd say....YeahIm bout to wet it up, get it upTake a track, drape it in jewels and set it upIm so nasty with mines, I warm it up like raw liquorDime pieces throw it at me like a free pickerIm open, I let the funk soak inI taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokinYeah son Im all up in ya mixYa callin in your clique, Im bawlin witcha trickGolden rocks fallin off my neck and wristsWhen I breeze by, you be groovin in the midstOf my cycle, every move I make is vitalCrucial, official, brothers sayin l we miss youMuch love to all the shooby doobies and cliquesWhile youre bawlin in the coupe you know I had to get the sixGet your swerve on boo, chill wit meGet me, I want the cream, baby hit meNow take it to the bridgeBridge:(keep it comin baby)(keep it comin baby)(keep it comin baby)(keep it comin baby) keep on*repeat x3*Somebody tell me the way I keep comin upFunk runnin up and mad spots is blowin upIt gets hot when I manifest melodiesBeatin niggas all in their heads, so what you tellin me?Get your drink on, throw you mink onLet your head nod, stick it out, thats what Im talkin boutI got ya deep deep down inside my mixtureSwervin curbs, servin as I fixed yaFormulated and combinated, the people congregatedYou frontin for nothin, your crew is overratedAnd ima take it on down to the amKeep the drama flowin til the party cave inUhh, I get you open, baby come and get a fixYo, thats word to mother I be droppin mad shitLets organise, bounce together for real sonTrick a little though, sip a little moe, peace oneOutro:(keep it comin baby) keep it goin baby(keep it comin baby) keep it goin baby(keep it comin baby) keep it goin baby(keep it comin baby) keep on*repeat x4*
