L

Lyrics
[Verse: Big L] A-yo, spark up the Phillies and pass the stout Make it quick, money grip, or your ass is out In a street brawl, I strike men quicker than lightnin' You seen what happened in my last fight, friend? A'ight, then! L's a clever threat, a lyricist who never sweat Comparin' yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolet And clown rappers I'm bound to slay I'm sayin' hi to all the cuties from around the way Yeah! 'Cause I got all of them sprung, Jack My girls are like boomerangs No matter how far I throw 'em, they come back I'm comin' straight out the N.Y.C I'm down with Diggin' In The Crates, and I'm MVP [Instrumental]
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Credits
- Producers
- Juan Rios