Pimp %#@!, uh
Uh, pimp %#@!
Yeah, turn my %#@! up a little bit

My vocals, uh, uh
I hypnotize ya eyez and then you recognize
That the sparkles of my chrome shoes paralyze

Gettin' money like this, people want my vibe
Full of jealousy and pride, hate the way I ride
Sometimes ya speak, sometimes ya don't

Figure this ^!$$% souped up, cause he couped up
Guaranteed to rip %#@!, soon as its louped up
Ya ^!$$%s slept, 20 girls panties wasn't wet

I'm a star, double the dick, the double R
Never score hard to leave the bubble scarred
Not the car, it's the man, daddy cool put it down

No comparin' me to ya'll, ^!$$% is such a clowns
L.A. worth paper, ask Russell Simmons who put 'em up in that skyscraper
Ask my dogs up at Fubu, who made them major

LL ^!$$%, now who's next that need a favor
Drop a bomb on 'em
Remain calm on 'em

Peirce the nipples, throw the LL charm on 'em
Keep gangsta %#@! pumpin through my system
When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em

Listen

Call my name, ooh

Call my name, uhh
Call my name, aw yeah
Call my name


59th street bridge up a roadway, do about a buck
Pumpin Mobb up in the Cadillac truck, don't give a $#&@

Gold tint, goldiggen broads getting bent
We can $#&@, but you ain't getting 10 cent, Who want it?
Lay the facts out until the cats out

Set 'cha back out, sweat 'cha tracks out, blow out your weed
You wake up in the mornin to a note, "^!$$% had to leave."
Be easy, you shoulda teased me, instead of bein sleazy

I wouldn't do a threezy, come across more floss than gold teeth
I learned you cant eat, if ya hold beef, with ^!$$%s underneath
Still I'm a lyrically hold it down

L back in town, 'case the bell sound for second round
Some of these old ctas is funny, $#&@ who's legendary
I'm tryin to get this money

Drop a bomb on 'em, and pour a dom on 'em
As soon as the track come on, I transform on 'em
Keep gangsta %#@! pumpin through my system

Strobe lights flashin cant miss' em
Listen


Call my name, ooh
Call my name, uhh
Call my name, aw yeah

Call my name

Rappers don't reall want it, they might claim they do

They know I'm catchin bodies, go 'head name a few
After I blaze you, I get a doughnut
Don't want no blood up on my chrome shoes

Lord have mercy, this rookies got it confused
You thought you caught me slippin, I was falsely accused
Sleepin with my eyez wide shut, like Tom Cruise

They wishin an impossible mission to see me lose
Lay up time to choose, all I hate is on the left
You hopin and prayin you get to hear me take my last breath

Lyrically, but I gang bang the track, chop sling like Cracker
Hundred keys a month, you $#&@in up G backs ^!$$%
Invincible, unstoppable ya'll ^!$$%s ain't ill your illogicale

This is L, the pigeon thriller, dream fulfiller
A little somethin for ya ice guerillas
Drop a bomb on 'em

When its time to attack Quiet Storm on 'em
Hold ya nuts and keep ya palms on 'em
Keep gangsta %#@! pumpin through my system

When my strobe lights flash you cant miss' em
Listen

Call my name, ooh
Call my name, uhh

Call my name, aw yeah
Call my name