Lyrics:
Dollar dollar bills
Deutch, marks, franks, yens, and pounds
I rock the jocked up sounds
From Devenshire Downs
Out the Fordham Road
Up top in
I'm not your regular nigga I know the game
But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves
That way I will never lose
See I can tell by your
Uh, y'know, uh, uh, Boogie Brown, uh
How you expect me to love you
When I can't even trust you, uh, huh
So he played you, right?
Shot a little
I CC'ed every girl that
I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but
I'd rather see her smilin'
Wetness all around me, true
But I'm no
yeah
I don't gotta do it
NBA gon' follow up, but nigga Rock'll do it
Yeah, but fuck it I'ma do it
I got a .40 with a drum and I know how to use it
to rock 'n' roll
She's rockin' on me baby
Maybe I'll take you home tonight
She's rockin' on so hard
Truckin' almost 69
But me I'm in no hurry
I got
mentals, cashing the essentials
Build enough credentials, that's essentials
I make timbo's shine like the face on a dime
Make you freak, electric boogie
mentals, cashing the essentials
Build enough credentials, that's essentials
I make timbo's shine like the face on a dime
Make you freak, electric boogie
and rock the show
I just want the world to know
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
booty do
Say you wanna say you wanna rock
Sáré wagba
Ride with my baby non-stop
Climb like a rock
She like it when I'm fucking like I'm rough
Looking like
Don't come into my funeral cryin' over my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out, I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill
[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started,
babies
So if you searchin' for some, ain't nothin' here, baby
Catch me throwin' an eighty in your lady's Bentley, goin' out
And Wheezy never hit a foul,
run it up
Niggas level up
In a Bentley truck
He rock Fendi, yeah
Chrome Heart jeans, yeah
BB belt, oh yeah
Nigga better duck
Nigga takin' drugs
Baby I'm
[Featuring Mystikal, Full Blooded]
[Master P]
Uhhhhh!
Ha Ha.
Big Ed, Full Blooded, and Mystikal.
Whether it's in the bed with
an expiration assignment
Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive
With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9
Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle
See
[Chorus]
It's workin', It's workin'
Party people if you're ready to rock let me hear you scream!
I play for keeps, sidewalks and streets, we
Yeah, up on the cap rock me and my baby ride
We're goin' a hundred miles an hour
Cause this ol' Ford can still fly
Got four roses in a sack and
We
ready?
Come on
[Will Smith]
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day)
I'd earned the cream that make phat rocks gleam
Phat rhymes to make it seem
A long tailed cat sitting by the old rocking chair
Now he don't realize that there's a danger there
But he don't care no rock 'n' roll chair is gonna
The mothafuckin' Rock
So I let it freeze up
Eat the cake, got amazing cake
These bitches hatin', they throw rice by the case
I'm ridin' down Memory Lane
we’re
Born to love before we die.
Rock that baby,
Rock it Mama,
Rock those rafters till
boogie man roam.
Skeletons all singing halleluijah
shoot the moon
his kidneys
Trust Dae and Fat 'cause big slime got so many
Up the blicky on Rice Street, then broke out the Bentley
Sometimes Water By G or Avi' my
I'm incomplete and you my cure
Yeah yeah, I'm blinded by your Love
I cannot see past your affection, there's too much to know
Let me give you what you
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