Lyrics:
John Cena, you want The Rock to
Be your tag team partner
You wanna team up with The Rock?
Can it be done? Should it be done?
John, you and The Rock
(Dancing) I'm having so much love
(Dancing) Too bad my back had gone
(Dancing) Boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If
(dancing) I'm having so much love
(dancing) too bad my back had gone
(dancing) boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If
homie got murdered in the dope house,
Ass pocket full of money,
Chillin' gettin' smoked out.
Two shots hit him in his face when he blast it,
Frame
look like a museum, like you not supposed to touch shit
It ain't a home on Earth that can't get they do' kicked nigga
I mean, the White House, gated
boy (damn)
Trap house my Waffle House, I trapped right off an Android (brr)
Never duck no niggas or no 12, just the landlord
Didn't have my rent, I
be sweet music there!
Speed away, speed away!
Shadows lengthen, night will fall
Peace descend upon us all
Matthew, John and Luke and Mark
Guard us in
In the house
Uh yea
Another one of those Kalis Kad's
You know when I'm in the house
I'm just like
What up bitches can I kick it
Bring that pussy over
every farmer`s house, as along the road she passed,
Oh where would she get an old pot to mend, and where would she get an ass.
There's a hairy ass
want significance and they
Won't admit this but
Certain hurts kept comin' when they got that
Job, that guy, that girl, that
House, that car, that jewel,
Dirt Dog, you our man
If you can't do it, then no one man
(It's The Roc in the house, gonna get you dirty
The Wu-Tang Clan gonna get you dirty)
[Ol'
food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back, like, "Damn, I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit,
a cellular phone with a rubber antenna
On a three story house, drive a four door Ac
Favorite song of all time Mobb Deep's "Hit It From the Back"
Then
a cellular phone with a rubber antenna
On a three story house, drive a four door Ac
Favorite song of all time Mobb Deep's "Hit It From the Back"
Then
underground with you, oh John
Ten years passed
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
Through that window you never
underground with you, oh John
Ten years pass
And I ended up with a house full of cats
But most of them went missing
Through that window you never fixed,
Julie and little John Tyler lived
In the house next door
We would be the great triangle
And to this we swore
Julie was my sweetheart
Little John was
Where the blues was born
Charly Patton, Fred McDowell, Willie Brown
Son House, Son Thomas, that delta sound
Black man's heart, black man's soul
Bo
(dancing) i'm having so much love
(dancing) too bad my back had gone
(dancing) boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If
what's underneath it
Till then
Keep yo shit on never let em see you take it off
Put yo shit on in the morn fore you leave the house
Keep yo shit on never
buying a house, promotion, getting a dog, five year anniversary, paying off loans, buying a car, went to therapy
And your parents’ cheap ass wine
I’ll
homey's m-o-m what (m-i-e)
Yo, and to think from day one in my eyes I show fear 'cause
I stepped into his house, his mom's grinnin' ear to ear
Gigglin'
homey's m-o-m what (m-i-e)
Yo, and to think from day one in my eyes I show fear 'cause
I stepped into his house, his mom's grinnin' ear to ear
Gigglin'
time but it's time go
Boom out the house, boom out the house
Knew you was bad, that's that word of mouth
but ya don't sleep, don't sleep, don't sleep
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