Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Violator

{We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!}
{It be like da, da, da-da-da, da}
{This that real shit dawg, real shit dawg.. c`mon, c`mon, come}
{What you say?} Mr. Smith
{Nigga, what you say?} I said my name is Mr. Smith
{Yo, I want you to state the business}
{You know what I want y`all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh

[Chorus]
{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?}
{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air}
{I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes
{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars}
{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}
{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES}
{I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes
{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch}
{But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right}
{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c`mon, c`mon}
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh

[LL Cool J]
Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply
Please squeeze at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envy
Evidently, the pesos made `em resent me
Cause I clown on `em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty
I pimp Benzoes, you smell cherry air freshener
Leather and indo, I cruise slow spit slick lingo
You might mingle with more stars than Ringo
on the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees with singles
But I`m a mandingo I make your guts tingle
`til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like Pringles
Ball like the Bengals, spread love like Kris Kringle
Get paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingle
Baby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navy
Gray interior you feel inferior, it`s crazy
It`s over baby your vision`s hazy they plantin daisies
You tried to play me but couldn`t fade me that`s why they pay me

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

[LL Cool J]
Since I dropped "I`m Bad" I`ve been in Jags with nickle bags
Hoes I had give better blows than Felix Trinidad
One I had flew her Benz in from Baghdad
with personalized tags, chrome mags and Prada bags
I refused to stab, now she cryin in the rehab
Wishin while reminiscin about all the sessions we had
You knew all the positions to keep me on a mission
Put the Playstation 2 in your Limited Expedition
You`re the mami I kept dipped, slept wit, crept wit
Once you got needy and greedy sweetie I flipped like a brick
Sharin my oochie spendin my chips
like I`m up in the Bricks politickin for new flicks
On the FreakNik tip, grabbin your phattie on the 6
I ain`t faded by them hips
I split, just like Xzibit from Tha Liks (X)
I got major bread to break
Recipes for cake, keys to V`s and estates, I`m straight

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

[LL Cool J]
Ride.. aww yeah, that`s crazy
E Mr. New York Knicks, B. Daltry
Violators, "Rock the Bells"
T Rhone, get money, Markee, we doin this
{Violator, Violator 2, 2, we out - freeze!}

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ll Cool J - Violator {We about to set this motherfucker off in here tonight!} {It be like da, da, da-da-da, da} {This that real shit dawg, real shit dawg.. c`mon, c`mon, come} {What you say?} Mr. Smith {Nigga, what you say?} I said my name is Mr. Smith {Yo, I want you to state the business} {You know what I want y`all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh [Chorus] {I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?} {Put your hands in the motherfuckin air} {I know you like hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes {I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like stars} {But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?} {Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - LADIES} {I know your nails done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes {I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good - bitch} {But put your hands in the motherfuckin air - right} {Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c`mon, c`mon} {BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh {BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh [LL Cool J] Papi way too pimply to live this fast life simply Please squeeze at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envy Evidently, the pesos made `em resent me Cause I clown on `em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty I pimp Benzoes, you smell cherry air freshener Leather and indo, I cruise slow spit slick lingo You might mingle with more stars than Ringo on the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees with singles But I`m a mandingo I make your guts tingle `til your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like Pringles Ball like the Bengals, spread love like Kris Kringle Get paid off the single, let them dollars co-mingle Baby, baby, deep dish is chrome, navy Gray interior you feel inferior, it`s crazy It`s over baby your vision`s hazy they plantin daisies You tried to play me but couldn`t fade me that`s why they pay me [Chorus] w/ minor variations [LL Cool J] Since I dropped "I`m Bad" I`ve been in Jags with nickle bags Hoes I had give better blows than Felix Trinidad One I had flew her Benz in from Baghdad with personalized tags, chrome mags and Prada bags I refused to stab, now she cryin in the rehab Wishin while reminiscin about all the sessions we had You knew all the positions to keep me on a mission Put the Playstation 2 in your Limited Expedition You`re the mami I kept dipped, slept wit, crept wit Once you got needy and greedy sweetie I flipped like a brick Sharin my oochie spendin my chips like I`m up in the Bricks politickin for new flicks On the FreakNik tip, grabbin your phattie on the 6 I ain`t faded by them hips I split, just like Xzibit from Tha Liks (X) I got major bread to break Recipes for cake, keys to V`s and estates, I`m straight [Chorus] w/ minor variations [LL Cool J] Ride.. aww yeah, that`s crazy E Mr. New York Knicks, B. Daltry Violators, "Rock the Bells" T Rhone, get money, Markee, we doin this {Violator, Violator 2, 2, we out - freeze!} Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Violator: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/7011.html Все тексты песен: Ll Cool J » Ll Cool J - Deep Blue Sea soundtrack » Ll Cool J - 1 in the Morning » Ll Cool J - G.O.A.T. » Ll Cool J - (NFA) No Frontin Allowed » Ll Cool J - Throw Ya L`s Up » Ll Cool J - Clockin` G`s » Ll Cool J - 4, 3, 2, 1 » Ll Cool J - Born To Love You » Ll Cool J - Two Different Worlds » Ll Cool J - The G.O.A.T. (Greatest of All Time) » Ll Cool J - Paradise » Ll Cool J - The Do Wop » Ll Cool J - Rasta Imposter » Ll Cool J - Dangerous » Ll Cool J - Hot Hot Hot » Ll Cool J - Father » Ll Cool J - My Rhyme Ain`t Done » Ll Cool J - M.I.S.S.I. » Ll Cool J - Hit `em High (The Monstar`s Anthem) » Ll Cool J - Murdergram Рекомендуем скачать: » Гости из Будущего - Хей диджей » Георгий Дубенецкий - Однажды в Сочи » Григорий Дикштейн - Диалог (Из цикла Одесские рассказы) » Геннадий Жуков - Тот Римлянин, тот Скиф, тот Иудей... » Галина Брусницына - Песня о войне » Гиви Чрелашвили, Роланд Аблотия - Поезда под ночной звездой » Григорий Бронштейн - Не для вас, аристократы белых кровей... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Стих » Гарин Юрий - Белое платье невесты » Гарик Кричевский - Pусановка » Геннадий Васильев - Жить в стране, неизвестно какой... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - У войны не женское лицо » Григорий Дикштейн - Не для каждого » Геннадий Жуков - Прикосновение » Гарик Кричевский - Привокзальная » Геннадий Жуков - Романс гитаре » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Новая патриотическая » Голубые береты - Русь » Гости из Будущего - Люби меня по-французски » Георгий Васильев - Очередь
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