Ill Bomb Funkmaster Flex & Big Kap (Ft. LL COOL J)

[Intro]
Just call my name
Just call my name (Pimp shit, uh)
Just call my name (Uh, pimp shit)
Just call my name (Yeah, turn my shit up a little bit
My vocals, uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
I, hypnotize ya eyes and then you recognize
That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze
Gettin money like this, people want my vibe
Full of jealousy and pride, hate the way I ride
Sometimes ya speak, sometimes ya don't
Figure this nigga souped up, 'cause he couped up
Guaranteed to rip shit, soon as its looped up
Y'all niggas slept, 20 girls panties wasn't wet
I'm a star, double the dick, the double R
Never struggle hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the car, it's the man, daddy cool put it down
No comparin' me to y'all, niggas is circus clowns
L.A. worth paper
Ask Russell Simmons, who put him up in that skyscraper?
Ask my dogs up at FUBU, who made them major?
LL nigga, now who's next that need a favor?
Drop a bomb on 'em
Remain calm on her
Pierce her nipples, throw the LL charm on her
Keep gangsta shit pumpin' through my system
When my strobe lights flash you can't miss 'em
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