Lyrics The Boomin' System (The Underground Mix) - LL Cool J

Hey, yo, yo, yo
Let's do a little somethin' for the brothers that be frontin'
Yeah aight, but we need a beat that they could front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky, you know what I'm sayin'?
Funky, for all the cars out there
And all the brothers
That like to front in they rides
Check it out

You know it's funky, funky, funky 'cause you heard it from here see
A jam that you love that don't be gettin' no airplay
Strictly for frontin' when you're ridin' around
Twelve o'clock at night wit' ya windows down
Headlights blinkin' 'cause your battery's drained
Armor All on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play connect the dots

Leanin' to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
'Cause they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock 'cause my system's fly

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems

Girlies wanna ride wit' a brother like me
'Cause they be hear me gettin' funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this?
Pass the Heineken and mind ya' business
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin' my head
While I'm checkin' out the rapper and the rhyme that he said

I'm frontin', and I don't care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne?
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise, it's three o'clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin'
I'm steady hummin', I got the funky drummer drummin'

My trunk be shakin', vibratin' and rattlin'
Pumpin' so loud, all the shorties be battlin'
My right-hand man's here without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showin' off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cause I'm frontin' in my ride and my word is bond

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by

Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window
C to the O to the O to the L to the I to the N
To the F to the R to the O to the N to the T to the I to the N
That means I'm chillin'
Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cozy

I got the gangster tapes in the place
Like a basehead would say, "I want bass"
I want a hit, I want a dose
You're rollin' up smilin', but you can't come close
'Cause my system is pumpin' loud
Like Rakim said, "I wanna move the crowd"
I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE
Tell the cops, you gots to chill with EPMD
This is something devastatin' that'll break your trunk
And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by

You know what I'm sayin', word
So next time you're in your ride pumpin' it up
Just remember it's cool

Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by

Peace

With the boomin' systems
With the boomin' systems
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems, cars ride by
Cars ride by with the boomin' systems