The Boomin' System

The Boomin' System

LL Cool J

Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'

Yeah a'ight
But we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work
Be funky
You know what I'm sayin'?

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

Funky
For all the cars out there
And all the brothers
That like to front in their rides
Check it out

You know it's funky, funky, funky 'cause you heard it from hear-say
A jam that you love that don't be gettin' no airplay
Strictly for frontin' when you're ridin' around
12 o'clock at night with your windows down
Headlights breakin' 'cause your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play connect the dots
Leanin' to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
'Cause they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by
And the girls be on my jock 'cause my system's fly

Girlies want to ride with a brother like me
'Cause they be hear me gettin' funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business
Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checkin' out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm frontin', and I don't care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise it's 3 o'clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin'
I'm steady hummin', I got the Funky Drummer drummin'
My trunk be shakin', vibratin' and rattlin'
Pumpin' so loud, all the shorties be battlin'
A right-hand man's here without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showin' off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cause I'm frontin' in my ride and my word is bond

Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window
see to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n
To the f to the are to the o to the n to the t to the i to the n
That means I'm chillin'
Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cozy
I got the gangster tapes in the place
Like a base head would say: I want bass
I want a hit, I want a dose
You're rollin' up smilin', but you can't come close
'Cause my system is pumpin' loud
Like Rakim said: I want to move the crowd
I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE
Tell the cops, you gots to chill with EPMD
This is something devastatin' that'll break your trunk
And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk

You know what I'm sayin'
Word
So next time you're in your ride pumpin' it up
Just remember
It's Cool

Peace

Written by WILLIAMS, MARLON LU'REE/SMITH, JAMES TODD
Published by EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, A SIDE MUSIC LLC

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