Ll Cool J - Closer lyrics
rate meJust pull up on you playing this
Not caring how you feel about it
You probably don’t even know what it is
Give it up
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Baby, bring me closer
Take it off
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Bring it closer and closer
You was reminiscing and wishing
For L to deliver what the game’s been missing
Beast that knock rhymes that lock with precision
Hot like when Pac first popped out of prison
Two schools of thought headed for a collision
Did it big for a minute then you lost your vision
Skinny jeans, a wedgy and a dance rendition
Tom Cruise wouldn’t choose that mission
These cats is all hyped, that‘s why I don’t listen
I’m too tank fitting right, I see y’all slipping
Ain’t no hate love, no, I ain’t tripping
Still love jewelry and champagne sipping
Bank roll healthy, ice is still sickening
Couldn’t get fresh if you broke up, get slicking
We Diddy bop, y’all out here skipping
Baby just ignore these fools, they tripping
Give it up
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Baby, bring me closer
Take it off
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Bring it closer and closer
Been with your Peewee Kirkland to Peewee Herman
Bishop Don Juan, need to give ‘em a sermon
How soon we forget when the chrome is turning
Models in the backseat burning
But even if I wasn’t LL Cool J
I’d have the same girl that I have today
And that’s not something most of these cats could say
Your whole hand’s different when you’re paying a mistake
Now some of y’all gonna feel some kind of weight
That’s the problem with you, you know how we play
Grown, we’re the bad, grinding all day
You got an edge when you take that away baby
The moment of truth in the Jacuzzi
I don’t like that new shit, play some rhythm and blues
Worry ‘bout the water baby, leave on your shoes
Toast to the gold, my heart don’t lose
Give it up
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Baby, bring me closer
Take it off
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Bring it closer and closer
LL grown up man
Couldn’t give a damn if a young boy’s my fan
Long as his mama 2 step to my jam
While she cleaning up her house, mop in her hand
It’s how I changed the game, now you understand?
I got that old money, weak rubber bands
Cats playing themselves, getting out of hand
Showing two features to chase teenage fans
Well I got it right, I cram to understand
I ain’t trendy shorty, L’s a brand
Raised on hip hop, the grownup fans
Hands in the air, rocking in a stance
I’ve been made, ain’t no making of the bands
Save the techno and glow sticks for Disneyland
I’m saying 5 features on every other jam
You like them? Listen to ‘em, we don’t give a damn
Give it up
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Baby, bring me closer
Take it off
I’mma love it, boy, I won’t stop
You don’t stop
Bring it closer and closer
Know what I mean?
So you can get yo 2 step on, you know?
It’s what we love, you know what I’m saying?
I’ll love you, boy I won’t stop
It’s the music we love, you know what I mean?
You know?
