Lyrics:
cocks
Wit niggaz that's hot wit rocks in they cigarete box
Legitamite spotz rock's on the grim rim watch
Swimmin in crops Spot hot simerin
party for a rock n' roll band, yeah
Times are a changing so we changed with the times
Qiana shirt, chino's and the velvet rope lines We can't find a gig
Ay
Gold
I used to window shop at the ldrs
Now I rock Jordan 1 highs as the beaters
Niggas cant put me on game from the bleachers
Im my own man nah I
make things move slower
I'm never sober
Roll some weed our eyes gets lower
I'm in my old school
Ride it sound just like a newer motor
They're wondering
honey
You don't know me you don't know much
Big bank roll don't fold up Yeah Za big dope I roll up rolling stone I am a rock and roller yea
This what they
Rock and Roll Sex
DRUGS DRUGS, Rock and Roll Sex
No rest on a roll, one city to the next
Got an ex in Freiburg, got an ex in Paris
2 years with both I
a hole
That's the way they do it
That's the way they roll
They call it jazz, man
The bass pocket is point
They call it jazz, man
The trumpet's
Uh uh
I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems
Reincarnation of a slave pickin' cotton
Stress beamin' down like the sun I felt rotten
mother passes away (Aunt B)
I'm at rock bottom, Dave's with me through my mother's situation (yeah, I was)
But he's still playing basketball, he's doing
cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(hey DJ would you play ma song)
And get ma rock get ma roll get ma hip-hop on
And (I'm
Yeah, where you from?
I'm from New York
The rotten apple, the city that never sleeps
I am the man
Call me DiCapo, a product of these New York
hell, never lived so well
Rock n' roll could save our souls
Crazy kids, dying to live like our heroes did
Gone in flash, wasn't built to last
Spent all
down
Understand that I be jumping
But she got me sat down
Mad wild wait
That she thinking she can get me
On some man down way
Only with it for a minute
Down in the rabbit's hole
This is how we roll
Once there was a man
Who created the right formula
And space worms hiding underneath your bed
Watching
And I was just playin', I was just playin' man, you feel me
Early sunday morning, im on the way to church
I don't believe in god
Thats what make it
Valentine
A tiger trapped inside a cage
An actor on an empty stage
Come see the show
Rock ‘n' roll can heal your soul
When broken hearts lose all control
to Philly, rode on the bus, Greyhound
Man I heard I had to lay it down
Nigga in the back cupped up, up in a fuckin' seat
But I knew if I got to Meek I was
my city
This flow unpredictable, Muhammad Ali I'm a float, like a Butterfly, sting like a bee
You say you been poppin', well, Show me A Roll
Collecting
Stocks up like Stockton
I rock like I'm Johnson
They jaw stuck in awesome
I'm Sherlock, you're Watson
I spit flame no arson
Drink milk by the carton
Orleans
I play some blues, I play some rock
Yeah, I'm on fire, no I ain't gonna stop
I've got the fever in my soul
Yeah, all I wanna do is play rock n' roll
D-Rock, just tell him, man
And we keep it rollin', keep it rollin'
Car never stolen
Got these bitches holdin' my wallet, but she never opens
I'm goin' hard,
morning
(London) money pourin'
Call Riri because it's pourin' (Ri')
Four different Rolls Royce umbrellas, man
I'm a tourist (O oh)
I'm so saditty and pretty
rock that thing
Got em actin like my shit ain't really not that thing
Look shit is hotter than saunas
I'm a product of anonymous scholars man I've been
Rock and roll widow, lover by trade
Lives to tell who's been made into love
Living her life, reds, beds, most every night
Widow carry on 'til
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