Baby LL COOL J (Ft. The-Dream)

[Intro: The Dream & LL Cool J]
LL (LL)
I see you J
The American Dream
Radio killer
Yeah! (Yo, I don't think they can handle this one man)
Alright alright alright, call the radio and tell them it's your song
It's your song, it's your song, it's your song, it's your song
Sing it with me baby! Dream! Uh!
Girl come on, girl come on, girl come on (Shorty I'm your)

[Chorus: The Dream, LL Cool J, LL Cool J & The Dream]
Cause I'm your baby, (Your) your baby, (Your) your baby, (Your) your baby (LL, The American Dream)
I'm your baby, (Your) your baby, (Your) your baby, (Your) your baby (LL, The American Dream)
I'm your baby, (HEY!!!) Your baby, (HEY!!!) (Uh!)
Your baby, (HEY!!!) Your baby, (HEY!!!) (I see you're hatin' on!)
I'm your baby, your baby, yeah (Smooth it out, smooth it out)

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
Met this little girl she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter, no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding and winding against my leg
She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your body's a gun baby, pump me full of lead
It hard to hold you when you moving vulgar
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
My Pulp ain't Fiction, it's an addiction
To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
She don't give a damn if I'm married or single
(He might be good but he ain't like this)
She makes me tingle, shorty I'm your