LL Cool J - Run My Back Lyrics
[Verse 1: LL Cool J]Sippin somethin on the rocksI got a shorty that makes the bed hopI got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stopIma drop that phantom on you baby watchRoberto Cavali and the Denali, am I hot?Malibu Beaches and hydrofoil yachtsBaddest Mercedes, Lorenzos, and silver foxI keep it flowin see we goin to the topIma get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me to stopYou want it hotter then we take it 'cross seasParty jumpin is bumpin, tokin somethin in Belize... I know you want it sucka freeKnow you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me... Take it easy playerTalkin greasy player, know you can feel me playerUhh... you put it down tightYeah you not havin what you want dont even sound right[Chorus: Timbaland]Hey lady! I'm gonna hit you with a wine MercedesSomebody's gotta work with the mouth my babyAll you do is rub my backRub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back!I said MY babyWatch television is the Escalade-yGo shoppin when you want to babyAll you do is rub my backRub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Ohh![Verse 2: LL Cool J]Lay down for a while preety, relax a minute... I caught a feelin when you representedGave you that Mercedes, you better get up in it... Get off the corner, come to pop some vintageYou never seen a player flip your whole lifeDip the Caddy on the freeway, hittin the strobe light... You got a mean walk at times right?Im here to shine like, I get your mind rightUhh, Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hitGotta? between the lippers this is it... Lazy, lay back and court the chipsSome call it trickin or ballin, depends on who you witHim or L baby, so who you gonna pickMack motor, I told ya, I want ya livin richYou don't know about a brotherBlow around a brother, money flow around a brother[Chorus][Verse 3: LL Cool J]Dont trip I know you like the rocksWanna dip round the corner in the dropMusic bumpin you frontin although you say you're not... You got your eyes on the watchYou love the Pasha, the ?, the Cartier is hot... Baby you need somethin, shopYou got me trippin and goin bananas, baby stopI caught a mean one, you never seen oneShe like cream, how brothers gonna front on me?Spoilin somethin the average homey never seeI mean its only some money, nuttin to me... But yet and still you question meI got is that's if you want it or ima set you free... Got em in line they beggin meBaby regardless your body is killin meGirl Im lovin your anatomyYour personality, so whatcha want from me?[Chorus]
