LL COOL J ft. R. Kelly - I'm About to Get Her Lyrics

Whoa
And you say New York City (uh huh)
Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby
We had 'em starvin'
Hey yo E, the big homie

Star studded, my ear lobes is flooded
DJ's want to rub it, bootleggers want to dub it
Easy does it
Ladies love it, cats with big budgets

We be gel two jets and Tar Smith luggage
Clowns talkin' rubish and pretendin' they thuggish
But I'm a young livin' legend like Pee Wee at the Rucker's (uh huh)
I was raised outta Queens

But rap kept me off of the cover of Fed's magazine
Put me in a Gulf Stream
Your man done it, push the EX 100
And you don't want it, I got the whole rap game cornered

Watch me flaunt it, damn right I'm iconic
Soon as Nix find an icy track I slide on it

[Chorus]
I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this club for me
I'm about to get her
And I know there's gotta some kind of
Chick up off in here that's got the hots for me
I'm about to get her
See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak
That want to leave with me
I'm about to get her
I know there's got to be a girl that wants to come
To V.I.P. and drink with me
I'm about to get her

The beach front estate, mega yacht by the lake
The safe in the floor with a life time of cake
Wifey emailing, make my side vibrate
Cats can't believe I'm still hot, I got 'em irate

The hip hop boss of the Empire State
Cats never front on me, they know I drive weight
He's the best that ever did it, they call me Cool J
They platinum selling or, my skins turning gray

Okay
They don't know how to act
And my B-D-S was miles ago to Cali and back
Minimum

Private jets in the millennium
Plenty of Benjamin's, hot ladies and gentleman (but I said) and

I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this club for me
I'm about to get her
And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up
Off in here that's got the hots for me
I'm about to get her
See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak
That want to leave with me
I'm about to get her
I know there's got to be a girl that wants to come
To V.I.P. and drink with me
I'm about to get her

I know that it's ridiculous for y'all to picture this
The way I keep reein' up, servin' and flippin' this
Dot the I's cross the T's meticulous
The coldest winter ever and I'm so icicle-ish

The movement is flavorful, bags of licorice
The drop, the rock, the watch, the necklace
There's no forgettin' this, the way that I'm reppin' this
My bodyguard's big but do that make me rebelish
I'm in the Hamptons, game stronger than Sampson
That's why I'm still a teen pop idol like Hanson
Young black and handsome, movin' with the cheddar
Bring honey to the V.I.P., I'm about to get her
Let's go

I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this club for me
I'm about to get her
And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up off in here
That's got the hots for me
I'm about to get her
See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak
That want to leave with me
I'm about to get her
I know there's got to be a girl that wants to
Come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I'm about to get her
Uh, put your hands in the air
Yeah
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air
Throw ya hands in the air

I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this club for me
I'm about to get her
And I know there's gotta some kind of chick up off in here
That's got the hots for me
I'm about to get her
See I know there's got to be one sassy little freak
That want to leave with me
I'm about to get her
I know there's got to be a girl that wants to
Come to V.I.P. and drink with me
I'm about to get her

Uh
The definition
Yeah
Change
Change
Plenty
Uh
Cash it in baby
From pennies to ten-thousand dollar bills
I prefer wires though
Yeah
Bee Daughtry, E Nix, the definition
Tar Smith clothing line baby
Uh
Yeah