LL Cool J, Freeway - What You Want lyrics

You ice grilling, your blood spilling
Tell me little homey, what's the reason?
(That can lead to Freeway squeezing)
What you faking for?
24's peeling, ain't no sailing
Move little homey, see the OG leaning
LL, I keep birdies fiending
What you hating for?

(What you want?) big faces
The coupes and the Lincs
(What you get?) top models that
Gargle in the mink
(Who you hit?) whoever want it
I take it to the brink
It's funny, but I need the Philly money
We had a link what you want?
(cash money, the jewels, and the car)
Who you hit?
(everything from the chickens to the stars)
Who you with?
(you rocking with the president of future)
(The whole world feeling, that's killing
'em with them bars, here we go)

Intoxicating, got grown women vibrating
So nervous that her cervix is dilating
On purpose, so her man know I'm violating
L shirtless now scrams on the wire hating
Yeah, I'm captivating, boy
Leaving 'em baking
When the microphone is vacant, vagina waking
Big shoes to fill don't get it confused
I will get gutter on 'em, my beats is crispy
My bars is like butter on 'em
With a udder on 'em so if you a pimp
We even and bust a scudder on 'em
Mighty L, the biggest, I make rap religious
Hit every country of the world
Made 'em all dig us
I got a vendetta, I must blend cheddar
I use a pen with the steel, never been better
There never will be one to out skill me
It's nothing you can tell me
It's like God built me

(1) 2 (3) 4 (5) 6 (7)
(Kick in the door) yeah I
Rhyme for the legend
Stay strapped I'm on point with the weapons
(They fell asleep in the getaway car
They half stepping)
(7) 6 (5) 4 (3) 2 (1, this my 12th album
But, your man's not diz-one)
This my second album
But, your boy's not slipping
(Queens in the building) Philly
Is where I'm friz-om
(Let me get siz-ome, make sure she kiz-um)
(Bush is the prez but I
Voted for Shirley Chisholm)
Me and L, same track, it gotta be craz'
It's like, he's Shaq and I'm Dwayne Wade
Now let's go!

Philly Freeway is hard as hell
Battle anybody, pull a trigger, catch a body
Yup, lose your breath
Don't mess with the shottie
Put the burner to your mami
Then I rock her bells
It's young Freeway on the go
I'm on the speedboat, jeez
Don't sit in the cell
Only for a second, then they get they bell
When I put the freeze on
You gon' need your coats
It's a cold one, you gonna need your toast
But me and L OG's overseas for winning
Your body moms, Swiss cheeses with us
And they no teasing with us, she break us
Off, she trynna please, us both
Chicks argue then I leave 'em broke
I'm just a 'boy in the hood' like Jody Breeze
The bundle book still owe cheese
And the haters on the block
Wanna see me broke
Yeah I know they wanna see me smoke
But, I'm the person who the smoke
And can't open your V
Then I go, crack open the OE
The don heron flow keeping it potent
Let's go