G.O.A.T.

Intro:<br>Aiiyo Bimmy<br>So rock the bells, Def Jam collabo` man<br>You know`say, Bim...my...yeah<br>Feel It`s baby, (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha (uh) ha ha<br><br>Chorus: LL Cool J and Kandice Love<br><br>(L) I`m the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)<br>And (Cool J) I`m double platinum on the hot blocks and<br>(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)<br>And (Cool J) you see my hand not what I got and<br>(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)<br>And (Cool J) It`s no stoppin when my shit knocks and<br>(L) Get it all baby don`t stop (L)<br>And (Cool J) don`t move the bottle let the corks pop<br><br>Verse 1: LL Cool J<br><br>I`m incredible, well nigga, outrageous<br>Turn money like encyclopedia pages<br>Get freaky throw dyke bitches in cages<br>Paid in full european shit fuck Avis<br>Rocks in ears...blingin` the atmosphere<br>Fuck Canibus I bodied him last year<br>But the L still here watch face crystal clear<br>The other chick will give me heat while I shampoo her hair<br>Head tilted back baby no more tears<br>You mumblin` and shit duke my flow more clear<br>Baby listen here, I been gettin` paper for years<br>And program directors who fronted they disappear<br>And grimy ass niggas get laced with car bombs<br>For bein` over-critical when Uncle get it on<br>I`ll burn your magazine, GOD`ll intervene<br>Can`t front on this hip-hop phenomenon from Queens (I`m)<br><br>Chorus: LL Cool J and Kandice Love<br><br>(L) I`m the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)<br>And (Cool J) I`m double platinum on the hot blocks and<br>(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)<br>And (Cool J) you see my hand not what I got and<br>(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)<br>And (Cool J) It`s no stoppin when my shit knocks and<br>(L) Get it all baby don`t stop (L)<br>And (Cool J) don`t move the bottle let the corks pop<br><br>Verse 2: LL Cool J<br><br>Bandwagon niggas ride my dick ev`ryday<br>And broke ass critics always got somethin` to say<br>`Bout how a nigga should flip his shit a different way<br>The fuck you know "bout hip-hop, I`m LL Cool J, nigga<br>They send Bentleys for me, security escort me<br>Now you wanna run to the authorities and report me<br>For being cocky...t`ward those that cock block me<br>I`m makin` millions, no nigga, it don`t shock me<br>I`m supposed to have it. You never been close to karats<br>That`s why you poppin` that shit jealous bastarts<br>I ain`t impressed by you playa that`s that<br>Matter-o-fact gimme your autograph...on my nut-sack<br>Ya`ll niggas Benigni-ing...not cool<br>You just got some white kids in the suburbs fooled<br>But your albums trash from the skit to the covers<br>I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber (I`m)<br><br>Chorus: LL Cool J and Kandice Love<br><br>(L) I`m the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)<br>And (Cool J) I`m double platinum on the hot blocks and<br>(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)<br>And (Cool J) you see my hand not what I got and<br>(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)<br>And (Cool J) It`s no stoppin when my shit knocks and<br>(L) Get it all baby don`t stop (L)<br>And (Cool J) don`t move the bottle let the corks pop<br><br>Verse 3: LL Cool J<br><br>Seems like ev`ry rappers a former Nicky Barnes<br>Ya ugly ass corny niggas is wannabe dons<br>I`m the best, platinum nine times in a row (wow)<br>Paparozzi flash while I snatch niggas hoes (wow)<br>Live the lifestyles so the average dime piece<br>Wanna have my lovechild and roll L style<br>A man hostile, but my Queens niggas run wild<br>So when I skate through niggas strain to smile<br>Peep my profile and my iced-out dial<br>I tap my horn, say "What up?" but never smile<br>And deuce ass niggas is noodles<br>And your broke ass stripper weave is lookin` like a poodle<br>`Scuse my French, "Je m`appelle LL"<br>I`m platinum again so tell `em to go to hell<br>Then pour some Cristal for my foes that fell<br>Hard as hell, big fell, I excel, rock bells (I`m)