LL Cool J - Make It Hot

Aha , you know what I mean?
Word up, just want to bring em to it real
Real rugged like, uhh, man
Make me feel like I'm method out and all that, you know what I mean?
Go diggin', uhh check it

I bring the butter, huh
Make you want to creep up on one another, huh
I'm mad sharp like a box cutter, huh
I got the fam rollin' like brothers, huh

We in the mecca, Moey, rollie glistenin'
Rainin' on n****s so bad they think it's drizzlin'
Ground zero funk track it's mega
Doin' wild damage to your arm, legga legga

Who's that? The bawla, the player, the mister with the techniques
pumpin' blends, creepin' up the backstreets
Throw your rocks up high and let em gleam
It's the Uncle what? Uncle L makes a wild scene

And I be blowin' all the rookies out the frame
and they be knowin' Uncle's flowin' in the game
Queens to uptown I'm gettin' down for my crown
When you see me comin' through just gimme a pound
And say....

Yeah
I'm bout to wet it up, get it up
Take a track, drape it in jewels and set it up
I'm so nasty with mines, I warm it up like raw liquor

Dime pieces throw it at me like a free picker
I'm open, I let the funk soak in
I taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokin
Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix

Ya callin' in your clique, I'm bawlin' with you trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
of my cycle, every move I make is vital

Crucial, official, brothers sayin' "L we miss you"
Much love to all the shooby doobies and cliques
While you're bawlin' in the coupe you know I had to get the six
Get your swerve on boo, chill wit me
Get me, I want the CREAM, baby hit me

Now take it to the bridge

[Repeat: x3]
(Keep it comin' baby)
(Keep it comin' baby)
(Keep it comin' baby)
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep on

Somebody tell me the way I keep comin' up
Funk runnin' up and mad spots is blowin' up
It gets hot when I manifest melodies
Beatin' n****s all in their heads, so what you tellin' me?

Get your drink on, throw you mink on
Let your head nod, stick it out, that's what I'm talkin' bout
I got ya deep deep down inside my mixture
Swervin' curbs, servin' as I fixed ya

Formulated and combinated, the people congregated
You frontin' for nothin', your crew is overrated
And I'm a take it on down to the AM
Keep the drama flowin' til the party cave in

Uhh, I get you open, baby come and get a fix
Yo, that's word to mother I be droppin mad s***
Let's organize, bounce together for real son
Trick a little though, sip a little Moe, peace one

[Repeat: x4]
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep it goin' baby
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep it goin' baby
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep it goin' baby
(Keep it comin' baby) Keep on

Written by:
ELDRA DEBARGE, ELDRA P DE BARGE, WILLIAM DEBARGE, WILLIAM RANDALL DE BARGE, ETTERLENE JORDAN, JAMES TODD SMITH

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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