Ll Cool J

Ll Cool J - Rockin With The Goat lyrics

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<strong>Rockin With The Goat Lyrics</strong>

You should be happy if we get outta this thing wit a ringtone

clown

That was cool now let's get back to that block shit

Make it impossible for haters who wanna pop shit (I got this)

I'm leanin back in the cockpit

I drop big bombs these bastards can't stop it (Hotness)

I'm a profit for profit

Once I decide to lock it

Frontin on me is toxic

Go prop on haters love songs and rock hits

Blow em out the ?trunk? is what I spit they aint about ish (This is it)

I'm so ruthless and cunning when the drummer was drumming

Ya'll see I got your man running

LL the boss

Like luke wit the force

My techniques ugly

Dirty like rugby

Drop jewels like yoda my young students love me

All rappers are under not one of them above me (I rip it)

I blow the whole house down

On your big mouth clown

You can come see me now

(chorus)

Mic check

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in your coat playa

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air try to wave away the smoke (That's it)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step while I let these haters know

(You better back down)

Listen good with both ears

Keep your mouth shut, fall back like broke chairs

How can they deliver like me I'm so rare

Your man had a pretty good run I don't care(So far)

So far ahead that I'm countin in light years

That mean lightning strikes longer than your career

I'm so arrogant superstars you like that, yeah

In your Club making rukus no momma wanna touch us (I'm a grown man)

?Muff? boys like Kobe at the Ruckers

Play Chris Tucker, Rush all you cocksukers

You way to lame

I showed you game

Just in case Ya'll forgot my name

I'm the G.O.A.T.

Much hottest lately

Ripping all comers since Cut-Creater tried to break beat

Farmers Blvd's is up in here thick

And I help Russell hustle you could go ask Rick

(chorus)

Mic check

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in your coat playa

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air try to wave away the smoke (That's it)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step while I let these haters

The(4 x's)

(Monster) is back

They probably put a hit on me for murdering the track

They tried to flip on me they thought I wasn't coming back

They sealed the jar 'n then they threw me in the back

Career means circles I came (back like) bbrrraaaackkkk

I floated to the top

Fully loaded on cock

'Cause once he get the oven this hot he don't stop

These frauds wanna sell you the hype but don't cop

I'll give you the pure shot

(I'm the L)

Motherfuckin' L forever

What they sayin' on the internet I rip whoever

For the last 10 years I so I loved 'em better

But I'm back you sick time to get your clique together dummy

I (Play hard)

I goes in for real

The odds 'r always wit me win I spin the wheel

And you could've rocked wit me but your not real

So when I polish off the plaque I'll let you know how it feels

uh

(chorus)

Mic check

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step wit your hand in your coat playa

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Throw your hands in the air try to wave away the smoke (That's it)

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

Go 'head do your two step while I let these haters

Mic check

You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T.

(Retire)

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