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      About "Phenomenon"

      Lyrics for LL Cool J - "Phenomenon"

      Ah ah
      Baby girl was draped in Chanel
      Said she love Tupac but hates some LL
      Seen her at the bar with anklets and toe rings
      She can take a prince, turn him into a king
      I was looking at her in the limelight, pearly whites
      Said her man get paper but he don't live right
      All these emotions flowing inside the club
      Do you really wanna thug or do ya want love?
      She gets the paper when it's time to get it on
      She keeps these clowns thinking like Jack B. Quick
      Honey smoke make you click, feel it in their throats
      No joke all this love, let it stay broke out
      Behind every playa is a true playette
      Bounce you up, outta there, push and check
      Taster's choice, have you nice and moist
      Or play paper games or floss the Rolls Royce

      Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon
      Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon
      Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon
      Something like a phenomenon Something like a phenomenon
      (uh huh) (go ahead daddy)

      He was king of seduction, cop a suction
      Now she was the cat that worked construction
      Starve her with the paper, abuse the mind
      Dis a new lover, when you know it's on mine
      that's on top, lap dancin' got to stop
      You play out your chick cause your game is hot
      I give you two, Italian, ice my whole crew
      He's banging on my chest till it's black and blue
      You beefin', yellin' on the cell of my six
      You reach it then you hear the cordless click
      Now your club hopping, keep the Cristal poppin'
      Use my chips and take the next man shoppin'
      Hell no, must be out Chicago
      on your knees and your elbows each and every time
      That's why I love you mami, you
      Run your mouth though your legs over the bed baby
      Work me out


      He was all souped up, but played it just right
      Mami I was full blown, my game was air tight
      I needed to switch up and get it in gear
      It's a whole new movie, a world premiere, yeah yeah
      Keep it jinglin', no more minglin'
      A brand new year, me and you can bring it in
      I'm sick and tired of the freakin', night to morn'
      Moanin' in the mirror with my Cubans on
      Let bygones be bygones, no more games
      Hope all the chicken heads go up in flames
      Now we in the brand new mansion, with the lake in back
      Got it all figured out, mami I like that
      Collect tips, cop his and her whips
      The voice a quarter mil'-on, close the safe
      But you're worth it playgirl, it's real in the field
      Say what you want, but keep your lips sealed


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