LL LL I SEE YOU J THE AMERICAN DREAM RADIO KILLA (ohh) ya ya ya ya ya (man i dont think they can handle this one)alright alright call the radio & say its your song(x5) girl come on(x3) shawty(cause)im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x2) yehhhhh (LL the american dream) (LL COOL J) Met this little girl, she was off the hook I got cold chills when her body shook Hot sex on the platter no need to cook I let her steal my heart like a horny crook Had her grinding and winding against my leg She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed Sex with pumps on, toenails red Your bodys a gun baby, pop me full of lead It hard to hold you when you move the (volter?) Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta A pulp main fiction, it's an addiction To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo And while mamma play bingo, she ride man dingo She don't give a damn if I'm married or single She makes me tingle (shawty im your ) cause im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x2) ehhhhh (LL COOL J) (iluv it) She like Hip-Hop and R&B Her life time goal is to be on TV She looking for a man that could give her a break Like Usher or Justin Timberlake I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake Put sum whip cream on em, they taste just like cake We drink some beer, cider, daddy 64 She shot me in the back with cupids arrow We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back Pulled up her dress n she let me peep that I'm Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty Truck stop there threw my 7:30 Bought her some dessert, give a damn if it's early Head spinnin around like roller derby Everythign about her ses you don't deserve me I hope I'm worthy (cause shawty im your) cause im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x4) im your your baby (x2) yehhhhh She looking for sumthing like me? She ain't nothing like me (no) You can search but you never go far Love that's quite like mine (no) Need a man that can love you good And treat you like he should With me shawty you a? He might be good but he ain't like this Cause I'm your baby (LL COOL J) In the back of the pickup, clothes the rip up She see my chrome wheel, thinks it more reel Running and laughing, music blasting Side over the road, bent over crashing Mouth all dry, can feel the urge If you see my mama, don't say a word The cops wanna know I'm a word to (slurd?) Don't ask me officer ask her Wanna another drink baby she like sure Wanna hit the club she like I dotn care She all in the rearview doin her hair Hairspray and lip gloss everywhere This all happens on an average day Your life is a trip girl, I'm here to stay Never had a girl make me feel this way Even tho I had to pay shawty im your your baby (x4) (everybody put you hands in the air) im your your baby (x4) (its an ll cool j affair) im your (the american dream) your baby (x4) im your your baby (x2) (all my fly ppl put your hands in the air) yehhhhh