[{"id":17492071,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"L.L. Cool J","albumName":"LL Cool J: Bigger and Deffer","duration":299.0236729,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\nI'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\nPromise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\nAfter that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n\"But in the meantime, put your digits down\nAnd the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\nStepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\nWhen I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\nTook a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\nIf you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\nI rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\nThem flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\nWalked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\nThey said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\nTold Cut Creator what the order would be\nThen I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\nWent onstage, I heard the girlies scream\nAnd that's the very moment I woke up from the dream","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.14] L.L. Cool J\n[00:03.20] Serving 'em well\n[00:06.18] And as you all know\n[00:08.64] I am hard as hell\n[00:11.89] Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n[00:15.13] Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n[00:18.18] Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n[00:20.81] And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n[00:23.96] Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n[00:27.15] As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n[00:29.96] With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n[00:32.82] Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n[00:35.95] Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n[00:38.73] So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n[00:41.52] Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n[00:44.74] Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n[00:47.40] He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n[00:50.70] 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n[00:53.71] So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n[00:56.62] Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n[00:59.43] Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n[01:02.59] As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n[01:05.38] 12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n[01:08.57] The freak walked in a mink on her back\n[01:11.35] Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n[01:14.40] Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n[01:17.44] We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n[01:20.44] She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n[01:23.36] My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n[01:26.19] Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n[01:29.08] She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n[01:32.00] Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n[01:35.29] Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n[01:38.06] I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n[01:40.94] The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n[01:44.19] But those who flex end up with broke necks\n[01:47.09] Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n[01:49.83] Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n[01:52.80] We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n[01:55.66] Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n[01:58.79] Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n[02:01.77] They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n[02:04.79] Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n[02:07.54] But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n[02:10.80] L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n[02:13.81] Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n[02:16.80] Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n[02:19.61] And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n[02:22.52] Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n[02:25.41] And I dare any critic to call it noise\n[02:28.33] Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n[02:31.35] Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n[02:34.20] Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n[02:37.12] Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n[02:40.02] Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n[02:43.55] E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n[02:46.22] Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n[02:49.86] Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n[02:52.20] We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n[02:54.89] It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n[02:58.05] L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: L.L. 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Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  start_ms: 178050\n  end_ms: 181180\n- text: With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  start_ms: 181180\n  end_ms: 183990\n- text: But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  start_ms: 183990\n  end_ms: 186850\n- text: I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n  start_ms: 186850\n  end_ms: 189940\n- text: Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  start_ms: 189940\n  end_ms: 192840\n- text: But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  start_ms: 192840\n  end_ms: 195840\n- text: I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  start_ms: 195840\n  end_ms: 198540\n- text: Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n  start_ms: 198540\n  end_ms: 201780\n- text: Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  start_ms: 201780\n  end_ms: 204740\n- text: But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  start_ms: 204740\n  end_ms: 207610\n- text: Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  start_ms: 207610\n  end_ms: 210670\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t 5th grade and these ain''t nursery rhymes\"'\n  start_ms: 210670\n  end_ms: 213520\n- text: '\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore'\n  start_ms: 213520\n  end_ms: 216420\n- text: Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  start_ms: 216420\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 222060\n- text: Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n  start_ms: 222060\n  end_ms: 225470\n- text: '\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light'\n  start_ms: 225470\n  end_ms: 228290\n- text: After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  start_ms: 228290\n  end_ms: 231680\n- text: Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  start_ms: 231680\n  end_ms: 234420\n- text: When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n  start_ms: 234420\n  end_ms: 237520\n- text: '\"I''m L.L. 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Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":1364631,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Bigger And Deffer [by Hillside]","duration":299.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\nI'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\nPromise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\nAfter that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n\"But in the meantime, put your digits down\nAnd the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\nStepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\nWhen I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\nTook a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\nIf you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\nI rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\nThem flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\nWalked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\nThey said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\nTold Cut Creator what the order would be\nThen I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\nWent onstage, I heard the girlies scream\nAnd that's the very moment I woke up from the dream","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.14] L.L. Cool J\n[00:03.20] Serving 'em well\n[00:06.18] And as you all know\n[00:08.64] I am hard as hell\n[00:11.89] Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n[00:15.13] Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n[00:18.18] Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n[00:20.81] And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n[00:23.96] Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n[00:27.15] As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n[00:29.96] With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n[00:32.82] Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n[00:35.95] Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n[00:38.73] So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n[00:41.52] Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n[00:44.74] Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n[00:47.40] He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n[00:50.70] 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n[00:53.71] So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n[00:56.62] Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n[00:59.43] Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n[01:02.59] As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n[01:05.38] 12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n[01:08.57] The freak walked in a mink on her back\n[01:11.35] Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n[01:14.40] Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n[01:17.44] We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n[01:20.44] She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n[01:23.36] My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n[01:26.19] Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n[01:29.08] She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n[01:32.00] Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n[01:35.29] Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n[01:38.06] I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n[01:40.94] The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n[01:44.19] But those who flex end up with broke necks\n[01:47.09] Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n[01:49.83] Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n[01:52.80] We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n[01:55.66] Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n[01:58.79] Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n[02:01.77] They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n[02:04.79] Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n[02:07.54] But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n[02:10.80] L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n[02:13.81] Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n[02:16.80] Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n[02:19.61] And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n[02:22.52] Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n[02:25.41] And I dare any critic to call it noise\n[02:28.33] Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n[02:31.35] Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n[02:34.20] Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n[02:37.12] Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n[02:40.02] Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n[02:43.55] E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n[02:46.22] Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n[02:49.86] Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n[02:52.20] We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n[02:54.89] It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n[02:58.05] L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: LL Cool J\n  album: Bigger And Deffer [by Hillside]\n  duration_ms: 299000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. 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Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  start_ms: 178050\n  end_ms: 181180\n- text: With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  start_ms: 181180\n  end_ms: 183990\n- text: But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  start_ms: 183990\n  end_ms: 186850\n- text: I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n  start_ms: 186850\n  end_ms: 189940\n- text: Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  start_ms: 189940\n  end_ms: 192840\n- text: But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  start_ms: 192840\n  end_ms: 195840\n- text: I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  start_ms: 195840\n  end_ms: 198540\n- text: Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n  start_ms: 198540\n  end_ms: 201780\n- text: Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  start_ms: 201780\n  end_ms: 204740\n- text: But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  start_ms: 204740\n  end_ms: 207610\n- text: Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  start_ms: 207610\n  end_ms: 210670\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t 5th grade and these ain''t nursery rhymes\"'\n  start_ms: 210670\n  end_ms: 213520\n- text: '\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore'\n  start_ms: 213520\n  end_ms: 216420\n- text: Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  start_ms: 216420\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 222060\n- text: Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n  start_ms: 222060\n  end_ms: 225470\n- text: '\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light'\n  start_ms: 225470\n  end_ms: 228290\n- text: After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  start_ms: 228290\n  end_ms: 231680\n- text: Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  start_ms: 231680\n  end_ms: 234420\n- text: When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n  start_ms: 234420\n  end_ms: 237520\n- text: '\"I''m L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee'\n  start_ms: 237520\n  end_ms: 240280\n- text: I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  start_ms: 240280\n  end_ms: 243280\n- text: Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  start_ms: 243280\n  end_ms: 246000\n- text: After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n  start_ms: 246000\n  end_ms: 249200\n- text: '\"But in the meantime, put your digits down'\n  start_ms: 249200\n  end_ms: 252360\n- text: And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  start_ms: 252360\n  end_ms: 255130\n- text: Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  start_ms: 255130\n  end_ms: 257860\n- text: When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n  start_ms: 257860\n  end_ms: 260920\n- text: Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  start_ms: 260920\n  end_ms: 263850\n- text: If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  start_ms: 263850\n  end_ms: 266950\n- text: I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  start_ms: 266950\n  end_ms: 269980\n- text: Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n  start_ms: 269980\n  end_ms: 272870\n- text: Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  start_ms: 272870\n  end_ms: 275660\n- text: They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  start_ms: 275660\n  end_ms: 278470\n- text: Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  start_ms: 278470\n  end_ms: 281660\n- text: Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  start_ms: 281660\n  end_ms: 284620\n- text: Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  start_ms: 284620\n  end_ms: 287610\n- text: And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n  start_ms: 287610\n  end_ms: 290750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 290750\nplain: |-\n  L.L. Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":31280,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Bigger and Deffer","duration":299.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. 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Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: LL Cool J\n  album: Bigger and Deffer\n  duration_ms: 299000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. 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start_ms: 68570\n  end_ms: 71350\n- text: Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  start_ms: 71350\n  end_ms: 74400\n- text: Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  start_ms: 74400\n  end_ms: 77440\n- text: We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  start_ms: 77440\n  end_ms: 80440\n- text: She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n  start_ms: 80440\n  end_ms: 83360\n- text: My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  start_ms: 83360\n  end_ms: 86190\n- text: Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  start_ms: 86190\n  end_ms: 89080\n- text: She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  start_ms: 89080\n  end_ms: 92000\n- text: Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n  start_ms: 92000\n  end_ms: 95290\n- text: Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  start_ms: 95290\n  end_ms: 98060\n- text: I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  start_ms: 98060\n  end_ms: 100940\n- text: The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  start_ms: 100940\n  end_ms: 104190\n- text: But those who flex end up with broke necks\n  start_ms: 104190\n  end_ms: 107090\n- text: Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  start_ms: 107090\n  end_ms: 109830\n- text: Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  start_ms: 109830\n  end_ms: 112800\n- text: We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  start_ms: 112800\n  end_ms: 115660\n- text: Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n  start_ms: 115660\n  end_ms: 118790\n- text: Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  start_ms: 118790\n  end_ms: 121770\n- text: They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  start_ms: 121770\n  end_ms: 124790\n- text: Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  start_ms: 124790\n  end_ms: 127540\n- text: But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n  start_ms: 127540\n  end_ms: 130800\n- text: L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  start_ms: 130800\n  end_ms: 133810\n- text: Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  start_ms: 133810\n  end_ms: 136800\n- text: Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  start_ms: 136800\n  end_ms: 139610\n- text: And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n  start_ms: 139610\n  end_ms: 142520\n- text: Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  start_ms: 142520\n  end_ms: 145410\n- text: And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  start_ms: 145410\n  end_ms: 148330\n- text: 'Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03'\n  start_ms: 148330\n  end_ms: 151350\n- text: Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n  start_ms: 151350\n  end_ms: 154200\n- text: Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  start_ms: 154200\n  end_ms: 157120\n- text: Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  start_ms: 157120\n  end_ms: 160020\n- text: Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  start_ms: 160020\n  end_ms: 163550\n- text: E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n  start_ms: 163550\n  end_ms: 166220\n- text: Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  start_ms: 166220\n  end_ms: 169860\n- text: Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  start_ms: 169860\n  end_ms: 172200\n- text: We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  start_ms: 172200\n  end_ms: 174890\n- text: 'It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine'\n  start_ms: 174890\n  end_ms: 178050\n- text: L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  start_ms: 178050\n  end_ms: 181180\n- text: With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  start_ms: 181180\n  end_ms: 183990\n- text: But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  start_ms: 183990\n  end_ms: 186850\n- text: I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n  start_ms: 186850\n  end_ms: 189940\n- text: Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  start_ms: 189940\n  end_ms: 192840\n- text: But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  start_ms: 192840\n  end_ms: 195840\n- text: I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  start_ms: 195840\n  end_ms: 198540\n- text: Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n  start_ms: 198540\n  end_ms: 201780\n- text: Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  start_ms: 201780\n  end_ms: 204740\n- text: But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  start_ms: 204740\n  end_ms: 207610\n- text: Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  start_ms: 207610\n  end_ms: 210670\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t 5th grade and these ain''t nursery rhymes\"'\n  start_ms: 210670\n  end_ms: 213520\n- text: '\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore'\n  start_ms: 213520\n  end_ms: 216420\n- text: Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  start_ms: 216420\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 222060\n- text: Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n  start_ms: 222060\n  end_ms: 225470\n- text: '\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light'\n  start_ms: 225470\n  end_ms: 228290\n- text: After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  start_ms: 228290\n  end_ms: 231680\n- text: Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  start_ms: 231680\n  end_ms: 234420\n- text: When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n  start_ms: 234420\n  end_ms: 237520\n- text: '\"I''m L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee'\n  start_ms: 237520\n  end_ms: 240280\n- text: I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  start_ms: 240280\n  end_ms: 243280\n- text: Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  start_ms: 243280\n  end_ms: 246000\n- text: After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n  start_ms: 246000\n  end_ms: 249200\n- text: '\"But in the meantime, put your digits down'\n  start_ms: 249200\n  end_ms: 252360\n- text: And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  start_ms: 252360\n  end_ms: 255130\n- text: Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  start_ms: 255130\n  end_ms: 257860\n- text: When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n  start_ms: 257860\n  end_ms: 260920\n- text: Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  start_ms: 260920\n  end_ms: 263850\n- text: If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  start_ms: 263850\n  end_ms: 266950\n- text: I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  start_ms: 266950\n  end_ms: 269980\n- text: Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n  start_ms: 269980\n  end_ms: 272870\n- text: Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  start_ms: 272870\n  end_ms: 275660\n- text: They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  start_ms: 275660\n  end_ms: 278470\n- text: Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  start_ms: 278470\n  end_ms: 281660\n- text: Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  start_ms: 281660\n  end_ms: 284620\n- text: Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  start_ms: 284620\n  end_ms: 287610\n- text: And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n  start_ms: 287610\n  end_ms: 290750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 290750\nplain: |-\n  L.L. Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":20489051,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"Ll Cool J","albumName":"Bad (Bigger And Deffer)","duration":299.0236729,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\nI'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\nPromise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\nAfter that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n\"But in the meantime, put your digits down\nAnd the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\nStepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\nWhen I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\nTook a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\nIf you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\nI rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\nThem flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\nWalked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\nThey said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\nTold Cut Creator what the order would be\nThen I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\nWent onstage, I heard the girlies scream\nAnd that's the very moment I woke up from the dream","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.14] L.L. Cool J\n[00:03.20] Serving 'em well\n[00:06.18] And as you all know\n[00:08.64] I am hard as hell\n[00:11.89] Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n[00:15.13] Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n[00:18.18] Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n[00:20.81] And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n[00:23.96] Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n[00:27.15] As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n[00:29.96] With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n[00:32.82] Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n[00:35.95] Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n[00:38.73] So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n[00:41.52] Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n[00:44.74] Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n[00:47.40] He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n[00:50.70] 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n[00:53.71] So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n[00:56.62] Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n[00:59.43] Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n[01:02.59] As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n[01:05.38] 12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n[01:08.57] The freak walked in a mink on her back\n[01:11.35] Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n[01:14.40] Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n[01:17.44] We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n[01:20.44] She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n[01:23.36] My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n[01:26.19] Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n[01:29.08] She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n[01:32.00] Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n[01:35.29] Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n[01:38.06] I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n[01:40.94] The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n[01:44.19] But those who flex end up with broke necks\n[01:47.09] Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n[01:49.83] Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n[01:52.80] We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n[01:55.66] Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n[01:58.79] Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n[02:01.77] They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n[02:04.79] Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n[02:07.54] But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n[02:10.80] L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n[02:13.81] Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n[02:16.80] Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n[02:19.61] And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n[02:22.52] Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n[02:25.41] And I dare any critic to call it noise\n[02:28.33] Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n[02:31.35] Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n[02:34.20] Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n[02:37.12] Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n[02:40.02] Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n[02:43.55] E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n[02:46.22] Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n[02:49.86] Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n[02:52.20] We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n[02:54.89] It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n[02:58.05] L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: Ll Cool J\n  album: Bad (Bigger And Deffer)\n  duration_ms: 299024\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. 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Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":16698876,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Bigger And Deffer (BAD)","duration":299.306667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\nI'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\nPromise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\nAfter that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n\"But in the meantime, put your digits down\nAnd the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\nStepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\nWhen I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\nTook a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\nIf you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\nI rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\nThem flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\nWalked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\nThey said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\nTold Cut Creator what the order would be\nThen I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\nWent onstage, I heard the girlies scream\nAnd that's the very moment I woke up from the dream","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.14] L.L. Cool J\n[00:03.20] Serving 'em well\n[00:06.18] And as you all know\n[00:08.64] I am hard as hell\n[00:11.89] Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n[00:15.13] Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n[00:18.18] Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n[00:20.81] And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n[00:23.96] Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n[00:27.15] As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n[00:29.96] With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n[00:32.82] Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n[00:35.95] Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n[00:38.73] So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n[00:41.52] Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n[00:44.74] Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n[00:47.40] He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n[00:50.70] 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n[00:53.71] So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n[00:56.62] Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n[00:59.43] Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n[01:02.59] As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n[01:05.38] 12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n[01:08.57] The freak walked in a mink on her back\n[01:11.35] Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n[01:14.40] Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n[01:17.44] We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n[01:20.44] She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n[01:23.36] My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n[01:26.19] Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n[01:29.08] She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n[01:32.00] Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n[01:35.29] Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n[01:38.06] I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n[01:40.94] The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n[01:44.19] But those who flex end up with broke necks\n[01:47.09] Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n[01:49.83] Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n[01:52.80] We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n[01:55.66] Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n[01:58.79] Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n[02:01.77] They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n[02:04.79] Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n[02:07.54] But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n[02:10.80] L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n[02:13.81] Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n[02:16.80] Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n[02:19.61] And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n[02:22.52] Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n[02:25.41] And I dare any critic to call it noise\n[02:28.33] Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n[02:31.35] Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n[02:34.20] Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n[02:37.12] Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n[02:40.02] Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n[02:43.55] E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n[02:46.22] Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n[02:49.86] Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n[02:52.20] We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n[02:54.89] It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n[02:58.05] L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: LL Cool J\n  album: Bigger And Deffer (BAD)\n  duration_ms: 299307\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. 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Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":15325763,"name":"The Do Wop","trackName":"The Do Wop","artistName":"LL Cool J","albumName":"Bigger & Deffer","duration":299.4219,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. 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Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:01.18] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.99] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.85] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.94] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.84] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:15.84] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.54] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.78] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.74] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.61] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:30.67] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.52] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.42] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:39.44] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:42.06] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.47] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.29] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:51.68] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.42] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.52] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[04:00.28] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:03.28] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:06.00] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:09.20] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:12.36] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:15.13] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:17.86] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:20.92] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.85] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.95] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.98] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.87] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.66] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.47] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:41.66] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:44.62] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.61] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:50.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop\n  artist: LL Cool J\n  album: Bigger & Deffer\n  duration_ms: 299422\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. 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Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  start_ms: 166220\n  end_ms: 169860\n- text: Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  start_ms: 169860\n  end_ms: 172200\n- text: We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  start_ms: 172200\n  end_ms: 174890\n- text: 'It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine'\n  start_ms: 174890\n  end_ms: 178050\n- text: L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  start_ms: 178050\n  end_ms: 181180\n- text: With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  start_ms: 181180\n  end_ms: 183990\n- text: But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  start_ms: 183990\n  end_ms: 186850\n- text: I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n  start_ms: 186850\n  end_ms: 189940\n- text: Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  start_ms: 189940\n  end_ms: 192840\n- text: But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  start_ms: 192840\n  end_ms: 195840\n- text: I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  start_ms: 195840\n  end_ms: 198540\n- text: Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n  start_ms: 198540\n  end_ms: 201780\n- text: Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  start_ms: 201780\n  end_ms: 204740\n- text: But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  start_ms: 204740\n  end_ms: 207610\n- text: Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  start_ms: 207610\n  end_ms: 210670\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t 5th grade and these ain''t nursery rhymes\"'\n  start_ms: 210670\n  end_ms: 213520\n- text: '\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore'\n  start_ms: 213520\n  end_ms: 216420\n- text: Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  start_ms: 216420\n  end_ms: 219440\n- text: So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  start_ms: 219440\n  end_ms: 222060\n- text: Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n  start_ms: 222060\n  end_ms: 225470\n- text: '\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light'\n  start_ms: 225470\n  end_ms: 228290\n- text: After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  start_ms: 228290\n  end_ms: 231680\n- text: Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  start_ms: 231680\n  end_ms: 234420\n- text: When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n  start_ms: 234420\n  end_ms: 237520\n- text: '\"I''m L.L. 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Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"},{"id":21105244,"name":"The Do Wop (Album Version)","trackName":"The Do Wop (Album Version)","artistName":"LL COOL J","albumName":"Bigger And Deffer","duration":298.4,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"L.L. Cool J\nServing 'em well\nAnd as you all know\nI am hard as hell\n\nWoke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\nHemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\nThen I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\nAnd the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\nWalked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\nAs I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\nWith hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\nConnoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\nJumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\nSo I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\nJumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\nThen I called up Earl on the telephone\n\nHe told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\nSo I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\nGot a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\nRewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\nAs I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n12 o'clock came, left the door crack\nThe freak walked in a mink on her back\n\nPut her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\nThen I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\nWe drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\nShe said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\nMy skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\nDid it so hard I shoulda went to jail\nShe left, Earl came over and we went outside\nJumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\nWent up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\nI'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\nThe girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\nBut those who flex end up with broke necks\n\nSigned some autographs for a posse of freaks\nSaid, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\nWe conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\nThen I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\nDue 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\nThey don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\nSome smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\nBut he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\nL.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\nVigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\nDon't run from the cops, making suckers jock\nAnd I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\nTormentor of toys and boyscout boys\nAnd I dare any critic to call it noise\nPeeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\nSaid later to Creator and broke out with E\n\nWent up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\nThinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\nFinished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\nE-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\nKicked a few lines, stepped out the door\nSince tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\nWe jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\nIt was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\nL.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\nWith thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\nBut since I had a hour plus a half for tat\nI was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\nHer name was Renee, her face was okay\nBut she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\nI said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\nSaid, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\nSaid, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\nBut I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\nWanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\nCheck out the real L.L. behind closed doors\nSo tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\nForget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\nAfter five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\nYour body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\nWhen we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n\"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\nI'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\nPromise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\nAfter that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n\"But in the meantime, put your digits down\nAnd the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\nStepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\nWhen I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\nTook a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\nIf you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\nI rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\nThem flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\nWalked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\nThey said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\nTold Cut Creator what the order would be\nThen I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\nWent onstage, I heard the girlies scream\nAnd that's the very moment I woke up from the dream","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.92] L.L. 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Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n[03:00.93] With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n[03:03.67] But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n[03:06.35] I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n[03:09.12] Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n[03:12.72] But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n[03:16.38] I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n[03:18.19] Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n[03:21.70] Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n[03:24.43] But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n[03:27.16] Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n[03:29.86] 'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n[03:33.59] \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n[03:36.22] Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n[03:38.98] So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n[03:41.68] Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n[03:45.36] \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n[03:48.03] After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n[03:50.73] Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n[03:54.34] When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n[03:57.07] \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n[03:59.75] I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n[04:02.49] Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n[04:05.18] After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n[04:08.83] \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n[04:11.56] And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n[04:14.20] Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n[04:16.97] When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n[04:19.68] Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n[04:23.31] If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n[04:26.08] I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n[04:29.60] Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n[04:32.35] Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n[04:35.94] They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n[04:38.65] Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n[04:43.17] Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n[04:45.88] Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n[04:47.75] And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n[04:51.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Do Wop (Album Version)\n  artist: LL COOL J\n  album: Bigger And Deffer\n  duration_ms: 298400\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: L.L. Cool J\n  start_ms: 920\n  end_ms: 2740\n- text: Serving 'em well\n  start_ms: 2740\n  end_ms: 4560\n- text: And as you all know\n  start_ms: 4560\n  end_ms: 8170\n- text: I am hard as hell\n  start_ms: 8170\n  end_ms: 11790\n- text: 'Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'''\n  start_ms: 11790\n  end_ms: 13580\n- text: Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  start_ms: 13580\n  end_ms: 17120\n- text: Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  start_ms: 17120\n  end_ms: 19830\n- text: And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n  start_ms: 19830\n  end_ms: 23580\n- text: Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  start_ms: 23580\n  end_ms: 26280\n- text: As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  start_ms: 26280\n  end_ms: 28900\n- text: With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  start_ms: 28900\n  end_ms: 32500\n- text: Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n  start_ms: 32500\n  end_ms: 35260\n- text: Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  start_ms: 35260\n  end_ms: 37930\n- text: So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  start_ms: 37930\n  end_ms: 41660\n- text: Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  start_ms: 41660\n  end_ms: 44320\n- text: Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n  start_ms: 44320\n  end_ms: 46150\n- text: He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  start_ms: 46150\n  end_ms: 49850\n- text: 10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  start_ms: 49850\n  end_ms: 53480\n- text: So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  start_ms: 53480\n  end_ms: 56170\n- text: Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n  start_ms: 56170\n  end_ms: 58860\n- text: Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  start_ms: 58860\n  end_ms: 62470\n- text: As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  start_ms: 62470\n  end_ms: 65160\n- text: 12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  start_ms: 65160\n  end_ms: 67820\n- text: The freak walked in a mink on her back\n  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133030\n- text: Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  start_ms: 133030\n  end_ms: 135750\n- text: Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  start_ms: 135750\n  end_ms: 139340\n- text: And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n  start_ms: 139340\n  end_ms: 142080\n- text: Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  start_ms: 142080\n  end_ms: 144730\n- text: And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  start_ms: 144730\n  end_ms: 147420\n- text: 'Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03'\n  start_ms: 147420\n  end_ms: 150150\n- text: Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n  start_ms: 150150\n  end_ms: 153800\n- text: Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  start_ms: 153800\n  end_ms: 156580\n- text: Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  start_ms: 156580\n  end_ms: 160180\n- text: Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  start_ms: 160180\n  end_ms: 162820\n- text: E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n  start_ms: 162820\n  end_ms: 165530\n- text: Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  start_ms: 165530\n  end_ms: 168320\n- text: Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  start_ms: 168320\n  end_ms: 171910\n- text: We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  start_ms: 171910\n  end_ms: 174690\n- text: 'It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine'\n  start_ms: 174690\n  end_ms: 178210\n- text: L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  start_ms: 178210\n  end_ms: 180930\n- text: With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  start_ms: 180930\n  end_ms: 183670\n- text: But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  start_ms: 183670\n  end_ms: 186350\n- text: I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n  start_ms: 186350\n  end_ms: 189120\n- text: Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  start_ms: 189120\n  end_ms: 192720\n- text: But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  start_ms: 192720\n  end_ms: 196380\n- text: I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  start_ms: 196380\n  end_ms: 198190\n- text: Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n  start_ms: 198190\n  end_ms: 201700\n- text: Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  start_ms: 201700\n  end_ms: 204430\n- text: But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  start_ms: 204430\n  end_ms: 207160\n- text: Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  start_ms: 207160\n  end_ms: 209860\n- text: '''Cause it ain''t 5th grade and these ain''t nursery rhymes\"'\n  start_ms: 209860\n  end_ms: 213590\n- text: '\"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore'\n  start_ms: 213590\n  end_ms: 216220\n- text: Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  start_ms: 216220\n  end_ms: 218980\n- text: So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  start_ms: 218980\n  end_ms: 221680\n- text: Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n  start_ms: 221680\n  end_ms: 225360\n- text: '\"Unplug your clock, do away with the light'\n  start_ms: 225360\n  end_ms: 228030\n- text: After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  start_ms: 228030\n  end_ms: 230730\n- text: Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  start_ms: 230730\n  end_ms: 234340\n- text: When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n  start_ms: 234340\n  end_ms: 237070\n- text: '\"I''m L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee'\n  start_ms: 237070\n  end_ms: 239750\n- text: I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  start_ms: 239750\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245180\n- text: After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n  start_ms: 245180\n  end_ms: 248830\n- text: '\"But in the meantime, put your digits down'\n  start_ms: 248830\n  end_ms: 251560\n- text: And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  start_ms: 251560\n  end_ms: 254200\n- text: Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  start_ms: 254200\n  end_ms: 256970\n- text: When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n  start_ms: 256970\n  end_ms: 259680\n- text: Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  start_ms: 259680\n  end_ms: 263310\n- text: If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  start_ms: 263310\n  end_ms: 266080\n- text: I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  start_ms: 266080\n  end_ms: 269600\n- text: Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n  start_ms: 269600\n  end_ms: 272350\n- text: Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  start_ms: 272350\n  end_ms: 275940\n- text: They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  start_ms: 275940\n  end_ms: 278650\n- text: Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  start_ms: 278650\n  end_ms: 283170\n- text: Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  start_ms: 283170\n  end_ms: 285880\n- text: Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  start_ms: 285880\n  end_ms: 287750\n- text: And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n  start_ms: 287750\n  end_ms: 291370\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 291370\nplain: |-\n  L.L. Cool J\n  Serving 'em well\n  And as you all know\n  I am hard as hell\n\n  Woke up at 9: 30 on a Saturday morn'\n  Hemmed my remote control, turned my stereo on\n  Then I reached for a brush since I don't use the picks\n  And the floor was kinda cold so I put on my kicks\n\n  Walked to the kitchen and ate some cornflakes\n  As I bop to a tape of Cut Creator's breaks\n  With hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast\n  Connoisseur of hardcore and Cut Creator's fast\n\n  Jumped in the shower, it was boiling hot\n  So I stayed there a hour 'cause I like it a lot\n  Jumped out, dried off, put on the Denim cologne\n  Then I called up Earl on the telephone\n\n  He told me 'bout a jam that I could do later on\n  10 g's plus a Limo for one strong song\n  So I said, yeah, I was with it, hung up and got geared\n  Got a magnifying glass then I brushed my beard\n\n  Rewound some tapes of some Def Jam tunes\n  As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon\n  12 o'clock came, left the door crack\n  The freak walked in a mink on her back\n\n  Put her curt on the rack, threw my [Incomprehensible] on\n  Then I threw in a tape of the quiet storm\n  We drank Roundhill Cavern, ate soft mignons\n  She said, \"L.L., when you're gonna let me taste your tongue?\"\n\n  My skin got pale, I wam-bammed the tail\n  Did it so hard I shoulda went to jail\n  She left, Earl came over and we went outside\n  Jumped in the BM to bust a joyride\n\n  Went up to A.J. in my fresh black wheel\n  I'm not a sucker on the corner trying to scrape up a meal\n  The girlies want sex, the fellas try to plex\n  But those who flex end up with broke necks\n\n  Signed some autographs for a posse of freaks\n  Said, \"It's L, baby, I ain't down with Chic\"\n  We conversated with the skeezers for 10 minutes more\n  Then I jumped in my ride and the freaks slammed the door\n\n  Due 'cause I'm a gangster people think I do crimes\n  They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip-hop rhymes\n  Some smile, try to call L.L. a hoodlum at times\n  But he don't know my autograph's on his wife's behind\n\n  L.L. has iced all the washed up slobs\n  Vigilante of rap so to hell with the mob\n  Don't run from the cops, making suckers jock\n  And I'm only 18 making more than your pops\n\n  Tormentor of toys and boyscout boys\n  And I dare any critic to call it noise\n  Peeped at the clock, it said 6: 03\n  Said later to Creator and broke out with E\n\n  Went up to White Castle for a chocolate shake\n  Thinking 'bout a 100'000 that I'd soon make\n  Finished up the snack, jumped up, out my seat\n  E-Love hit the table and he made up a beat\n\n  Kicked a few lines, stepped out the door\n  Since tonight is a bore I'm in the mood for more\n  We jumped in my ride, I took a peek at the time\n  It was almost 7: 30 and the show was at nine\n\n  L.L. Cool J will soon stand at a jam\n  With thousands of people screaming, \"Touch my hand\"\n  But since I had a hour plus a half for tat\n  I was searching for the cutie who's my perfect match\n\n  Her name was Renee, her face was okay\n  But she had the kinda body that made Jay wanna play\n  I said, \"No need to rehearse\", then I made my approach\n  Said, \"You got a good team, girl but you need a new coach\"\n\n  Said, \"My name's L.L.Cool, if I may introduce\n  But I'm not here for conversation, I'm here to seduce\n  Wanna mix it up baby, wanna feel you grind\n  'Cause it ain't 5th grade and these ain't nursery rhymes\"\n\n  \"And I know that you adore my sure side hardcore\n  Check out the real L.L. behind closed doors\n  So tell your buddies you're busy, tell your boyfriend beat it\n  Forget the silk dress 'cause you ain't gonna need it\"\n\n  \"Unplug your clock, do away with the light\n  After five minutes or more you hear me say, that's right\n  Your body is bad and I heard you got a Caddy\n  When we make love you can call me daddy\"\n\n  \"I'm L.L. Cool J, say hey, Renee\n  I'm not a toyboy but I still wanna play\n  Promise you, I'm not wack when I'm in the sack\n  After that I leave you starving for me to come back\"\n\n  \"But in the meantime, put your digits down\n  And the next time I see ya I'm going to town\"\n  Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine\n  When I rolled to the jam I saw the crew on line\n\n  Took a trip around the side, so I could get backstage\n  If you call me a tiger, then the stage is my cage\n  I rip, stomp and crush, heavy metal bands rust\n  Them flaky knuckleheads I crumble up like crust\n\n  Walked in my dressing room and then I heard four knocks\n  They said, \"L.L., you're running late and it's time to rock\"\n  Told Cut Creator what the order would be\n  Then I said \"Lord have mercy\" and slapped hands with E\n  Went onstage, I heard the girlies scream\n  And that's the very moment I woke up from the dream\n"}]