Lyrics:
back to the crib, she was grabbing my shit like "You ready or what?" Aye
I be on one, I be on two
I be doing shit that you wanna do
I be all up in your
50, 40, there he go
30, 20, there he go
Touchdown! Go! Go! Go!
Running with that sack, Emmitt Smith
Deuce-deuce pocket rocket, Emmitt Smith
I just
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
otherwise there's no topic
Look
She loves to take off like a rocket
We cannot stop it on the weekends, swear we do this shit often
It's
Dead Presi's in my
multiply
All these niggas down to ride
Built a rocket, watch it fly
Cross my heart, don't want to to die
Cross me once, can't let it slide
Two face niggas
me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
Are you tryna leave, are you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
You's a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
And you gave me
gonna stop you now
Ride the rocket
Flip Flip Flip that switch
Verse 2:
They said you couldn't do what you wanted to
Get get get ready
What you gonna do
a rocket (woo)
I spent two hundred on watches
I got the sauce, so they watching (yeah)
I got two Glocks and they both come with beam
Yeah, bitch, you
what it do
I want the racks you play by the rules
Run in to sacks cop me some twos
She bringing a group I said it’s a coupe
Kldhrted say go I’m letting
to the other side
We're looking up at you and you're burning bright
And the trail you blaze is a beacon light
Ride Sally, ride ride Sally, ride that rocket you
No need to panic, no worries at all
I was watchin' by standing next to Slack's rocket
I said what you got right there stickin' out of your pocket
game you lose
But I still wanna know how she got in the door uninvited
Ooh ooh I got a rocket
Ooh ooh you're going on it
Ooh ooh you're never
Wait, there's one more thing
What
You don't want him to pull out his revolver
But why not
His revolver doesn't take bullets
It takes rocket ships
The basketful of kisses that you pass around
Is like a two-car garage in a one-horse town
Knockoff (Wanna, you wanna)
In a sea of faces
In a rocket (Wanna,
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
You got money in yo pocket my nigga, yep
You gone always keep that rocket my nigga, yep
You ain't got no time to cock it my nigga, yep
you just pull
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
buy a one, then I front you two (yeah)
I've been poor, I was one of you (yeah)
But I'm sharp, like a number two (yeah)
We put that rock, like them
til it's humbling
Think you grounded and get punished
This the second time Slay needed my two
Cents to keep it a hundred
How you want it? Fake and be
Do better
If you wanna be part of this new era
Heart so cold that I always rock two sweaters
I’m that nigga that kill em with two letters
Life’s
Said I'm about to take off like a rocket
And my gas tank is full, you can't stop it
I'll be rolling loud, bitch I'm hot topic
I'll be sagging cause
How the fuck you think I'm rockin'? (What?)
What the fuck make you think I'm BigWalkDog and I ain't gon' keep a rocket?
Nigga trippin', must ain't
The basketful of kisses that you pass around
Is like a two-car garage in a one-horse town
Knockoff (Wanna, you wanna)
In a sea of faces
In a rocket (Wanna,
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
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