Versuri Run My Back

[Verse 1: LL Cool J]
Sippin somethin on the rocks
I got a shorty that makes the bed hop
I got plans to spoil you even though you sayin stop
Ima drop that phantom on you baby watch
Roberto Cavali and the Denali, am I hot?
Malibu Beaches and hydrofoil yachts
Baddest Mercedes, Lorenzos, and silver fox
I keep it flowin see we goin to the top
Ima get you everything, give a damn how much you tell me to stop
You want it hotter then we take it ‘cross seas
Party jumpin is bumpin, tokin somethin in Belize
… I know you want it sucka free
Know you wantin to shine, even though you fightin me
… Take it easy player
Talkin greasy player, know you can feel me player
Uhh… you put it down tight
Yeah you not havin what you want dont even sound right

[Chorus: Timbaland]
Hey lady! I’m gonna hit you with a wine Mercedes
Somebody’s gotta work with the mouth my baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back!
I said MY baby
Watch television is the Escalade-y
Go shoppin when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Rub my back! Ohh!

[Verse 2: LL Cool J]
Lay down for a while preety, relax a minute
… I caught a feelin when you represented
Gave you that Mercedes, you better get up in it
… Get off the corner, come to pop some vintage
You never seen a player flip your whole life
Dip the Caddy on the freeway, hittin the strobe light
… You got a mean walk at times right?
Im here to shine like, I get your mind right
Uhh, Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hit
Gotta? between the lippers this is it
… Lazy, lay back and court the chips
Some call it trickin or ballin, depends on who you wit
Him or L baby, so who you gonna pick
Mack motor, I told ya, I want ya livin rich
You don’t know about a brother
Blow around a brother, money flow around a brother

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: LL Cool J]
Dont trip I know you like the rocks
Wanna dip round the corner in the drop
Music bumpin you frontin although you say you’re not
… You got your eyes on the watch
You love the Pasha, the ?, the Cartier is hot
… Baby you need somethin, shop
You got me trippin and goin bananas, baby stop
I caught a mean one, you never seen one
She like cream, how brothers gonna front on me?
Spoilin somethin the average homey never see
I mean its only some money, nuttin to me
… But yet and still you question me
I got is that’s if you want it or ima set you free
… Got em in line they beggin me
Baby regardless your body is killin me
Girl Im lovin your anatomy
Your personality, so whatcha want from me?

[Chorus]