A Little Somethin' - LL COOL J

A Little Somethin' - LL COOL J

Альбом
14 Shots To The Dome
Год
1992
Язык
`English`
Длительность
266500

Below is the lyrics of the song A Little Somethin' , artist - LL COOL J with translation

Lyrics " A Little Somethin' "

Original text with translation

A Little Somethin'

LL COOL J

Here we go — another funky style

Peace to my brothers on «Rikers' Isle»

Introducin' the crew, that’s goin' a mile

So get behind the ropes, stop actin' wild

This here part is like section one

So you can bugaloo and set fire to your buns

Early mornin' light is yet to come

And when it come, we can boogy in the sun

Females, let your hair down

Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown

With the funky sound, the razzamatazz

You give me to the «sploshers», you can get your-a blast

Enter at your own risk — some brothers got weapons

Yet you’re still steppin', the beats' so funkafied

And answer to the bone, people’ll be dancin' alone

Leanin' on the wall next to grandma’s mop

With the funky, funky groove that’s far from pop

Dosey-do your partner all night long

And all you mothers, bring your kids along

(Chorus: LL Cool J)

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) (just kick a little somethin'…)

(LL Cool J)

Ain’t no mountain high enough to overcome this

Funky-like type of stuff

The feds are ridiculous, they call my bluff

But my wrists are too skinny to hold me with cuffs

I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover

Suck it like a hoover and do ya whole maneuver

Don’t stop till you get it on

With ya head beboppin' like a bouncy ball

They do it in the park, they do it in the mall

But when I do it, yeah, I’m doin' it for y’all

Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no static

Flippin' on the freak like I’m acrobatic

You were searchin' for the funk and I had it

Here we go, hand over the cash yo

What chime?

Aiyyo, pass the Tobasco

Work your body like a dime, oh no

Do the freaky-deaky — the whole girls' cargo

Females on the side — we gotta win 'em, yeah

The back pockets are stuck with nothin' in 'em, yeah

Except my beeper number, rubbin' all my lumber so I cannot slumber

Makes me sick like a earthquake

So do the baddy-too-true, we got cash to make

Able body, ready to party, all the ladies in the house

Must be eatin' hardy

And provin' and movin', groovin', so soothin'

Good for ya and clinically proven (Damn!)

Every little bit of the tip makes ya taste flip, like sugar on Ritz

Get on down, to the sure-shot sound

Cause all five burrows are rockin' uptown

(Chorus: LL Cool J)

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) whattup, hah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) aiyyo, aiyyo (just kick a little somethin'…)

(LL Cool J)

Pump up the nasty, nasty, nasty sound

Kick back and let it please ya like a rub down

Put ya body in the lost and found

(Kick that L) I love the way its goin' down

What you see is what you get

In other words, who’s next to be the teachers pet?

Down-home monkey — corn fed, original

And what you do is up to you, the individual

This is the place to be for all ya underage brothers

With the rebel mentality

Sweet young freaks sayin «Rock me Amadeus»

Skin so smooth lookin' all (cadme-ish??)

Video to video, tape to tape

Walkin' through the jam in search of a playmate

Party is packed like a rich man’s fridge

Too many people in the crib

The situation is sweaty and crazy like Eddy

And yes we are ready to funk it up steady

Ain’t nothin' here petty

Strip down to your lingerie — I’m ready!

Hold your horse, and baby feel the force

And get yours off — no matter what the cost

Come out your clothes, get hot like a stove

Early in the mornin', we’re dancin' in robes

To a funkified sweaty, greazy groove

Another Marley remix to make you move

(Chorus: LL Cool J)

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) I do a little somethin'

(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?

(Yo Uncle) peace out, hah, I did a little somethin'

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