Quantcast
Tap the YouTube play button above
Select or create a new playlist. Need some suggestions? Check out some cool playlists here.
My Playlists
Play History
The music never stops on bop.
Play any song. Use any music service. Share with any friend. Learn More.
Home
All
Artists
Songs
Playlists
Search results for Search history Start typing... No primary results for
    Play song
    LL Cool J
    Tap the YouTube play button below

    Born To Love You

    • Add to playlist
    • Start radio from this song
    Song

    Song Info

    Born To Love You
    Released


      About "Born To Love You"

      Lyrics for LL Cool J - "Born To Love You"

      You're not a chicken-head going "hee-shey"
      You're choosy in the bed like "hee-shey"
      I know your man's in the feds but "hee-shey"
      I can't figure out the reason you keep hawking me
      Is it the, invisible settings on the baguettes?
      The Benzes, Beamers and Corvettes?
      Or the, wood-grain in the convertible Lex
      Be ease, shopping sprees, what designer is next?
      Is it the, Diablo, parked on Rodeo?
      Half a mill' in the trunk and I ain't moved no llello
      Could it be I'm, anti-pimp, hundred-thousand a clip
      Hat low, doing donuts when I pull up out the dealership
      Is it the, the Fortune 500 covers?
      The family man that got one baby mother?
      The way I brainwash y'all to love one another
      And got the whole community bouncing in unity

      [Chorus: x2]
      (Born to love you baby) Why?
      (You know I love you baby) Why?
      (Kiss and hug you baby) Why?
      (I'll always love you baby) Why?

      You're not a chicken-head going "hee-shey"
      You're choosy in the bed like "hee-shey"
      I know your man's in the feds but "hee-shey"
      I can't figure out the reason you be hawking me
      Is it the, twenty million I be grabbing a flick?
      Or my four-hundred million dollar Fubu clique?
      Is it the, "In the House" syndication chips
      Popping two bottles, shorty read my lips
      They say Ladies, Love, Legend in Leather
      Simple ain't it, uh, but quite clever
      Is it the, fact I melt in liquid ice?
      Tapped it once, you felt it twice
      Is it the, multiple O's I'm known for those
      Temptation Island, wilding cause my neck froze
      Is it the, bowlegged, hard-headed
      Little honey in my grill with her pinkies wetted?
      Forget it

      [Chorus]

      You're not a chicken-head going "hee-shey"
      You're choosy in the bed like "hee-shey"
      I know your man's in the feds but "hee-shey"
      I can't figure out the reason you keep hawking me
      Is it the, way I caress and hold you close?
      The iller, villa in Barbados?
      Is it the, Countache rolling up to your door? Yeah
      Tell your roommate you ain't dancing no more, yeah
      Tell 'em your new man is cooler than before, yeah
      Tell 'em bout them twenty-thousand on tour, yeah
      Is it the, the way that I defend your honor?
      Backhand your ex-man, tell him kill the drama?
      Is it the, way the Maserati hug her body
      Make you want to be my next hottie, uh-huh
      From the bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
      Cruise it don't stop

      [Chorus]

      SONGWRITERS:
      BARNES, SAMUEL / OLIVIER, JEAN / SMITH, JAMES TODD
      Powered and licensed by LyricFind
      bop.fm

      Select a Service

      YouTube
      SoundCloud

      Open In

      Spotify
      Rdio
      Beats
      Rdio
      Rhapsody
      Xbox Music
      YouTube
      SoundCloud

      Buy

      Amazon
      iTunes
      Google Play

      Select a Store

      Amazon
      iTunes
      Google Play

      User

      ‹ Back
      Favorites
      Playlists
      Feedback? Chat with us!
      Sign Out
      My playlists
      (Hit return to send)

      Submit Song Description

      Submit Please enter a description.
      Thank You! Our administrators will review your description.
      I'm sorry an error has occurred. Please try again later.