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  • Текст песни Ll Cool J - The Do Wop

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    L.L. Cool J
    Serving em well
    And as you all know
    I am hard as hell

    Woke up at 9:30 on a Saturday morn'
    Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on
    Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks
    And the floor was kinda cold, so I put on my kicks
    Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes
    As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks
    With hardcore, heavyweight, B-boy blast
    Connoisseur of hardcore, and Cut Creator's fast
    Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot
    So I stayed there a hour, cause I like it a lot
    Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne
    Then I called up Earl on the telephone
    He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on
    10 G's plus a limo for one strong song
    So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared
    Got a magnifying glass, then I brushed my beard
    Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes
    As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon
    12 o'clock came, left the door crack
    The freak walked in, a mink on her back
    Put her curt on the rack, threw my sex robe on
    Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm
    We drank Round-hill Cavern, ate soft mignons
    She said, "L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?"
    My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail
    Did it so hard I should of went to jail
    She left, Earl came over and we went outside
    Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride
    Went up to A.J., in my fresh black wheel
    I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal
    The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex
    But those who flex end up with broke necks
    Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks
    Said, "It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic"
    Conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more
    Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door
    Due cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes
    They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes
    Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times
    But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind
    L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs
    Vigilante of rap, so to hell with the mob
    Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock
    And I'm only 18 making more than your pops
    Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys
    And I dare any critic to call it noise
    Peeped at the clock, it said 6:03
    Said 'later' to Creator and broke out with E
    Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake
    Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make
    Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat
    E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat
    Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door
    Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more
    We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time
    It was almost 7:30 and the show was at nine
    L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam
    With thousands of people screaming, "Touch my hand!"
    But since I had a hour plus a half for tat
    I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match
    Her name was Renee, her face was okay
    But she had the kinda body that made Jay want to play
    I said, "No need to rehearse," then I made my approach
    Said, "You got a good team, girl, but you need a new coach"
    Said, "My name's L.L. Cool, if I may introduce
    But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce
    Want to mix it up, baby, want to feel you grind
    Cause it ain't 5th grade, and these ain't nursery rhymes
    And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore
    Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors
    So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it
    Forget the silk dress,cause you ain't gonna need it
    Unplug your clock, do away with the light
    After five minutes or more you hear me say, 'That's right!'
    Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy
    When we make love you can call me daddy
    I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee
    I'm not a toyboy, but I still want to play
    Promise you I'm not wack when I'm in the sack
    After that I leave you starving for me to come back
    But in the meantime, put your digits down
    And the next time I see ya I'm going to town"
    Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine
    When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line
    Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage
    If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage
    I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust
    Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust
    Walked in my dressing room, and then I heard four knocks
    They said, "L.L., you're running late and it is time to rock"
    Told Cut Creator what the order would be
    Then I said "Lord have mercy" and slapped hands with E
    Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream
    And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream
    Ah!

    Когда я подкатился к пробке, я увидел команду на линии.
    Совершил поездку по сторонам, чтобы попасть за кулисы.
    Если ты назовешь меня тигром, то сцена — моя клетка.
    Я рву, топчу и крушу, ржавеют хэви-металлические группы.
    Эти чешуйчатые болваны, я рассыпаюсь, как корка.
    Зашёл в свою гримерку и услышал четыре стука.
    Они сказали: «Л.Л., ты опаздываешь, пора зажигать».
    Сообщил Cut Creator, какой будет порядок
    Тогда я сказал: «Господи, помилуй» и хлопнул по рукам буквой «Е».
    Вышел на сцену, я услышал крики девчонок
    И в этот самый момент я проснулся ото сна
    Ах!

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