LL Cool J

LL Cool J - Back Seat songtekst

Je score:
I wanna send this one out to all the jeep lovers worldwide
 city to city  ghetto to ghetto
 some flavor for you and yours
 and your jeep

 you're the type of girl that got class and style
 still in all you need the backseat of my jeep once in a while
 so I pull up to your door to give you what you're looking for
 unh  hardcore
 I know you wanna come...in my jeep
 we can park on a back street
 you're checkin' out my carphone, scopin' out my jewelry
 let's do this in a hurry
 air freshener is kickin', drive through for chicken
 I know you need a good stickin'
 that's when I see my man Snoop
 peace, what up kid? loungin' duke
 as I turn the corner, starin' in your cornier
 you're gettin' hornier and hornier
 I'm pumpin' up a blint tape (flavor)
 you're legs is incredible, I do a double take
 you're puttin' on your lipstick
 I wanna give you this big fat...(yeeeaaa)
 quick, I know a place where we can lounge and cool, don't sleep
 (where at?) back seat of my jeep

 back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
 back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
 back seat of my jeep, let's swing an episode
 back seat of my jeep, let's swing an ep'

 I'm pullin' over near your building
 I light a candle on the dashboard, we're chillin'
 I knew a girl like you would love a scene like this
 you got class but deep down you're real freakish
 you got it all, but you never had a wild episode
 that's when me and my jeep showed
 up with the funk in the trunk and
 hittin' it, we're spunkin'
 I'll even get you drunk and tipsy
 'cause I know you're feelin' frisky
 you love it 'cause it's wild and risky
 you got your eyes on the hood
 you're up to no good

 I took you in the back, you hoped I would
 you got your black on black so stacked in the back
 while I'm pumpin' in the CD I'll skip a track
 windows are foggy
 and, uh, back seat treats in the streets could be a hobby
 and you ain't in between the Isley Brothers' sheets
 I give it to you real raw in the backseat
 that's how you want it, don't ya? (yeah)
 you'll tell your girlfriends, won't ya? (nah)
 don't lie
 take it in your eye (why?)
 so buckle up, buckle up
 what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? huh
 I never knew a four wheel drive could be so live
 I'll put your numbers in the archives
 so take 'em off, and put them things on the mirror girl
 it's my jeep and your world
 you got it going on lovely, time to do the right thing
 'cause I can tell you wanna swing


 we're bonin' on the dark blocks
 wearin' out the shocks, wettin' up the dashboard clock
 seats full of sweat, I told ya I would hit it
 your kitty, kitty, cat, cat, was hungry so I fed it
 workin' as a team
 somebody, anybody (scream)
 jump with me to the cash bar
 I'll be like Bruce Lee in them skins goin' "waahhh"
 damn, it's so good, the mad grip on my tip
 you're still a nice girl but my jeep makes ya flip
 you go wild and stick your toes on the roof (yeah yeah)
 you're so cute, wit' your gold tooth
 exstentions on the carpet
 that nice round brown is my target
 it's so firm, so cushy, it makes me feel mushy
 I love it when it's pushy
 but don't laugh, I'm serious with this (word up)
 the back seat of my jeep, is priceless
 you're climaxin', you're climaxin', it's full action
 you love a good waxin', it's so relaxin'

 unh, give me a hug
 see what I'm sayin' love?

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Auteur: James Todd Smith, QD III

Componist: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Recordings Inc.


Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: All World (1996) , Maximum (2002)

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