(feat. Richie Sambora)
[Intro: LL Cool J (Richie Sambora)]

Both hands in the sky, everybody in Giants Stadium put your hands up (baby)

I feel like I wanna get my Elvis on, on this joint (baby)

Oh yeah, this is serious, oh



[LL Cool J]

Met this lil' girl she was off the hook

I got cold chills when her body shook

Hot Sex on the platter, no need to cook

I let her steal my heart like a horny crook

Had her grindin and windin against my leg

She fucking with my head, want a nigga to beg

Sexy pumps on, toenails red

Your body's a gun baby, pump me full of lead

It's hard to hold you when you movin vulgar

Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta

My Pulp ain't Fiction, it's an addiction

To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen

Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo

While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo

She don't give a damn if I'm married or single

She makes me TINGLE! She wanna be my



[Chorus: LL Cool J (Richie Sambora)]

(Baby) any time of day

Get off the bus, girl, we running away

So you can be my (baby)

Let's take a roll in the hay

Let's go out in the yard to play

You wanna be my (baby)

All night and day

Let's go, put the books away

You gon' be my (baby)

Nothing left to say

That'll only take my buzz away, hey, hey



[LL Cool J]

She likes Hip-Hop and Rock & Roll

Her lifetime goal is a movie role

She lookin for a man that could give her a break

Like Usher or Justin Timberlake

I'm really not sure if her breasts are fake

Cause with whipped cream on 'em, they taste just like cake

We drink some beers inside her dad's Camaro

She shot me in the back with cupid's arrow

We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back

Pulled up her dress and she made me eat that

I'm drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty

Truck stop bathroom at 7:30

Order some dessert, muthafuck if it's early

Head spinnin around like roller derby

Everything about her says you dont deserve me

I hope im worthy, for you to be my



[Chorus]



[LL Cool J]

In the back of the pickup clothin ripped up

How about a cornfield, shit gets more real

Runnin and laughin, music blastin

Side of the road bent over crashing

Mouth all dry, I've been pumping herb

If you see my mama, dont say a word

The cops wanna know why my words are slurred

Don't ask me officer ask hurr

Wanna another drink baby she like surr

Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr

She all in the rearview doin her hurr

Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr

This all happens on an average day

Your life is the shit, girl I'm here to stay

I never had a girl make me feel this way

Even though I had to pay, you gon' be my



[Chorus 2x]