This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
No me puedo controlar
Aquí con el señor LL Cool J
Y aquí estoy
Ya tú sabe' (oh, oh)
1, 2, 3 muévete
The club was far from empty
It was crowded at the entry
I slide right through like how I do
This girl began to tempt me
She said her name Shaiyeeda
I could tell her mama feed her
When they tight and when them jeans don't fit
I'm L, nice to meet ya
I could feel my body yearnin'
The room just started turnin'
Didn't wanna go out on the floor
But this girl was so determined (Let's dance)
My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweatin' just a little
On the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggled, she said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
Temptation is a mother
How we lust for one another
We barely know each other
Yet we're whilin' like we're lovers (uh huh)
The air is filled with passion
The strobe lights are flashin'
The hustlers throw cash in
The bar tender keeps splashin'
Her moves were so erotic
Her games were so hypnotic
I bet this girl could stop it
But she continued to pop it
You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your sidekick
Cause the after party is at my body
Meet me, you're invited
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
She licked off
Her lip gloss
Her hips toss
Back and forth
Side to side and
Up and down
She touched the ground
It turned me out
I'm battlin' desire
Lord help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo (c'mon)
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancin' in a circle
When I feel like this I can't resist
I don't make me hurt you, she said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna like I wanna, wanna
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih, zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih, zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Uh, yeah
I need everybody to report to the dance floor
Right now, woo-ooh
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Shake it, shake it (haha)
Shake, shake it (y'all know what this is)
Shake, shake it
Aquí con el señor LL Cool J
Y aquí estoy
Ya tú sabe' (oh, oh)
1, 2, 3 muévete
The club was far from empty
It was crowded at the entry
I slide right through like how I do
This girl began to tempt me
She said her name Shaiyeeda
I could tell her mama feed her
When they tight and when them jeans don't fit
I'm L, nice to meet ya
I could feel my body yearnin'
The room just started turnin'
Didn't wanna go out on the floor
But this girl was so determined (Let's dance)
My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweatin' just a little
On the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggled, she said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
Temptation is a mother
How we lust for one another
We barely know each other
Yet we're whilin' like we're lovers (uh huh)
The air is filled with passion
The strobe lights are flashin'
The hustlers throw cash in
The bar tender keeps splashin'
Her moves were so erotic
Her games were so hypnotic
I bet this girl could stop it
But she continued to pop it
You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your sidekick
Cause the after party is at my body
Meet me, you're invited
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
She licked off
Her lip gloss
Her hips toss
Back and forth
Side to side and
Up and down
She touched the ground
It turned me out
I'm battlin' desire
Lord help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo (c'mon)
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancin' in a circle
When I feel like this I can't resist
I don't make me hurt you, she said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself, it's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
Get to hold myself
Back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna like I wanna, wanna
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih, zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih, zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih-zih
Zih-zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih, zih-zih
Uh, yeah
I need everybody to report to the dance floor
Right now, woo-ooh
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Shake it, shake it (haha)
Shake, shake it (y'all know what this is)
Shake, shake it
Lyrics submitted by xox_pandie_xox
Control Myself Lyrics as written by John Robie Afrika Baambaata
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Exploration Group LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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I fucking love it- especially that bit about lip gloss and J-lo's counting at the start. The dumb sound they make at the end ruins it almost. LL COOL J IS SO FUCKING HOTT!
ahh i completly agree about the ending with the "zuhh zuuhh zuuh" bullshit! haha but the rest of the song kicks ass!
I love the spanish! It's such a sexy language! But the "zuhhhh" are a complete joke! How much does it ruin it!?!?!
lololol this song is so hilarious. it just makes me want to dance.
LADIES LOVE COOL J. im a lady... so true that true that!
The sample in the background is Afrika Bambaata's "Looking For The Perfect Beat".
The zuh zuh zuh zuh zuh stuff at the end is in Afrika Bambaata's "Planet Rock". This song seems to be a nod to the old kick ass 80's electronic rap. Thats why I love it!
The song is about bees, hence the zuh zuh zuh zuh zuh zuh. Didn't your parents ever explain to you about the birds and the bees?
haha, Booyacka could be right lol anyhow, seriously man, i know music like this is absolutely nonsense, but why the fuck does it ALWAYS turn out sooo addictive I can't hardly control myself!
i dont really like how he raps or wtvr it is hes doin, cuz hes just talkin... but wtver, 4some reason this song is like addicting!!! i like the "its hard for me to control myself, and to hold myself back from jumpin on ya like i wanna.." part :p!!!
This song is absolutely gross...most rap songs are about Drugs, Sex and Money. I find this disgusting...
i like the zuhh zuhh lol it's cute