LL COOL J - Saturday Night Special (Lyrics) ft. Rick Ross, Fat Joe

LL COOL J - Saturday Night Special (Lyrics) ft. Rick Ross, Fat Joe Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➡️ Join Our Discord: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ LL COOL J: Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ 📲 Connect with me: ✗ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@ #LLCoolJ #SaturdayNightSpecial #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: So many different hustlers you meet in the game Shit is cold, don’t put your trust in ’em, let me explain The greedy killer, he wanna fuck hoes and get the money But he quick to feel disrespected One slip of the tongue, wrong words selected Bullets drillin’ in your melon when you least expect it Number one priority, self-preservation That applies to majority different situations The daredevil type, he love to make a scene, the n***a hype If he’s the center of attention, you alright He worried ’bout his rep Put dirt on his name, you gettin’ slept Extra sensitive, quiet as kept So you gotta play it cool with him, laugh at his jokes Don’t inhale too deep when he pass you the smoke He askin’ you a question, he might go for your throat It’s best to be transparent or that’s all she wrote [Chorus: LL COOL J & Q-Tip (Rick Ross)] (Livin’ legend, Cool James) Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back (Ricky Rozay AKA Ravioli) Always keep ya word (Always pay him back) (Q-Tip, what up?) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Livin’ like a villain, sippin’ V on out the glass Million on the wrist, quick to skip a battle rap Corvette club, wavin’ Maybach flags Hunnid for yachts, jumpin’ waves, runnin’ laps Really just wanna smoke, really just wanted peace The n****s who want the most, some might end up with the least Shawty just broke the lease, ready to move with me I put it all in the book, prayin’ that she could read Really are you a G? (Uh) N****s just wanna see (Uh) I’m runnin’ the numbers up, I feel I’m still in the lead Tentacles in the streets, criminals gettin’ cream The 7 series new Beemer, really is not a thing Always gettin’ the money, still hustle the max Always keepin’ it real, always gettin’ it back Bitches come with the thrills, all I want is the cash My n****s still on the rise while I’m chargin’ a tax [Chorus: Q-Tip] Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back [Verse 3: LL COOL J] Then there’s the boss player, he got a shrewd intellect He thinkin’ big picture, he patient with disrespect He always keep his word, but there’s pressure when he collect He keep the blicky close, he smart when he invest Stay away from his hoes, that’ll keep you out the mess He act like you treat him cold, but that is just a test Keep your jokes to a minimum when wifey is around Remember he’s the man, and fuck how it sounds Give you the shirt off his back Cross him, that’s that (Yeah, uh) [Chorus: LL COOL J & Q-Tip] Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back (Uh) Always keep ya word, always pay him back [Verse 4: Fat Joe] Always keep it real, always like crack ’Bout kicks I can teach ya Just blew a mini mansion in Atlanta on some sneakers I brought the purses to the Verzuz Been bodyin’ shit, big boy hearses Stain careers like windows in the churches Brought the yay to the trap, this Sunday Service Always have a gauge, always had the MAC Always move weight, always move the pack Always keep your word, always pay it back Always keep it real, always like crack [Chorus: LL COOL J & Q-Tip, Q-Tip] Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word, always pay him back Always keep ya word (Always pay him back)