Lirik Lagu No Airplay - L.L. Cool J
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Intro:
Y'all wanna put it on tape and do all the real [BACKWARDS]?Ya just wanna go straight to dat? AightYou don't wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let's do itYou want me to do the hook part too?Check it out uhh, check it out uhhYeah it's that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word upAin't no doubt about this, I'm settin this [BACKWARDS] right in hereYeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex this up, yeah go like this hereCheck it out
Verse 1:
I'm beatin [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their bootsFlame throwin their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin acid soupSpectacular, benacular, miraculous raw [BACKWARDS]Scooped off the concrete to make a hitTearin [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition cringesin the trenches, killin for mere inchesWord to mama, I tongue kiss a piranhaElectricute a barricuda for tryin to bring the dramaI get more ass than a toilet seatSo put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]Your mother[BACKWARDS] deathwish will be soloistR-double O-K-I-E you ain't stylishIt's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to ParsonsYou're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door runfor your mother[BACKWARDS] life, get ghostor taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpostStartin at'cha neck to check ya for respectYa back get snapped, your lower spine gets wetHips get ripped and then your thighs start to slideI'm up thru [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside
Hook:
And don't be gettin no airplayA jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha loveIt's a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin no airplayA jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love
Verse 2:
Yeah, the rugged ass style I possessThey got the [BACKWARDS] goin from Bel Air to baggin up sess[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] right [BACKWARDS] in his cornYou shoulda never put me on this mic, you was warned
Y'all wanna put it on tape and do all the real [BACKWARDS]?Ya just wanna go straight to dat? AightYou don't wanna mix it or nuttin? Aight let's do itYou want me to do the hook part too?Check it out uhh, check it out uhhYeah it's that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word upAin't no doubt about this, I'm settin this [BACKWARDS] right in hereYeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex this up, yeah go like this hereCheck it out
Verse 1:
I'm beatin [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their bootsFlame throwin their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin acid soupSpectacular, benacular, miraculous raw [BACKWARDS]Scooped off the concrete to make a hitTearin [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition cringesin the trenches, killin for mere inchesWord to mama, I tongue kiss a piranhaElectricute a barricuda for tryin to bring the dramaI get more ass than a toilet seatSo put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]Your mother[BACKWARDS] deathwish will be soloistR-double O-K-I-E you ain't stylishIt's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to ParsonsYou're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door runfor your mother[BACKWARDS] life, get ghostor taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpostStartin at'cha neck to check ya for respectYa back get snapped, your lower spine gets wetHips get ripped and then your thighs start to slideI'm up thru [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside
Hook:
And don't be gettin no airplayA jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha loveIt's a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin no airplayA jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha love
Verse 2:
Yeah, the rugged ass style I possessThey got the [BACKWARDS] goin from Bel Air to baggin up sess[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] right [BACKWARDS] in his cornYou shoulda never put me on this mic, you was warned
