Lyrics Rub My Back - LL Cool J

VERSE 1
Sippin something on the rocks
I got a shorty that makes the bed hop
I got plans to spoil you even though you saying stop
Ima drop that Phantom on you baby watch
Roberto Cavali and the Denali am I hot
Malibu beaches and Hydrofoil yachts
Badest Mercedes Lorenzos and silver fox
I keep it flowin see we goin to the top
Ima get you every thing give a damn how much you tell me stop
You want it hotter than we take it cross seas
Party jumping its bumping toking something in Belize
I know you want it sucker free
Know you wanting to shine even though you fightin me
Take it easy player talking greasy player
Know you can feel me player
Uh
You put it down tight
You not having what you want don′t even sound right

Lady
Can I hit you wit a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work em out my baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
I say my baby
Watch television in the escalady
Gone shock em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back

VERSE 2
Lay down for a while pretty relax a minute
A caught a feeling when you represented
Gave you that Mercedes you better get up in it
Get off the corner come and pop some vintage
You never seen a player flip ya whole life
Dip the caddy on the freeway hitten the slow light
You got a mean walk at times right
I'm here to shine light I get ya mind right
Charles Jordan girl if you wanna take a hit
God maliolo for Tina Lopez this is it
Lazy laid back and count the chips
Some call it trickin or ballin depends on who you with
Him or L baby so who you gonna pick
Mac mode I told you I want you let me rich
You don′t know about a brotha
Blow around a brotha
Money flow around a brotha

Lady
Can I hit you wit a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work em out my baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
I say my baby
Watch television in the escalady
Gone shock em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back

VERSE 3
Don't trip I know you like the rocks
Wanna dip 'round the corner in the drop
Music bumpin you frontin all though you say you not
You got ya eyes on the watch
You love the porsche the car and the Cartier is hot
Baby you nee something shop
You got me trippin and goin bananas baby stop
I caught a mean one
You never seen one
She like cream how brother gonna front on me
Spoiling something the average homie never see
I mean it′s only some money nothing to me
But yet instill you question me
I got it that′s if you want it
Or I'ma set you free
Got em in line they beggin me
Baby regardless ya body is killin me
Girl I′m lovin your anatomy
Your personality
So what you want from me

Lady
Can I hit you wit a wine Mercedes
Some homies gotta work em out my baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
I say my baby
Watch television in the escalady
Gone shock em when you want to baby
All you do is rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back
Rub my back