Lyrics:
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
But it's not gonna matter
The lines are all down from a hurricane
They should have named after you
Maybe I should get a Scorpions ring tone
It took a year
To settle the itch
I took you here
You said you never felt like this
Scramblin' down the hurricane ridge
Yeah we never felt quite like
like an MP5 lad
Then Chill's brought the green like lettuce
If you ain't heard of the Nerve
And the Chill by now
Then homie, where the fuck you been?
niggas is punks
They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump
They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary
Why you frontin' like you really
Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)
(Roxanne Shanté)
Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give
matter
The lines are all down from a hurricane
They should have named after you.
Maybe I should get a Scorpions ringtone
To remind me of you.
CHORUS
So
better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN: Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against
regulations.
DEAD PERSON:
flow, so you know it's frozen
IQ so high feels like I'm smokin'
Most impotent man who is spittin' potent
Face off with The Rock like a real Samoan
Tech
It's either that or just I'm full of that Alizae
We rock like that 'cause we rock like that
These you, T, P, we rock like that
We rock like that 'cause
I'm ready to let You in
I'm ready come Lord come in
I'm ready Jesus for You
Take my life I will live for You
Come like a hurricane
Break through
Roxanne)
(My, my name is Shanté)
(Roxanne Shanté)
Thank you, thank you
This is the sure shot
I'd like to welcome
Roxanne Shanté live on stage
Give
my presence and draw the line
It's clobberin' time, like I'm made of stone
It's my thing, you can swing while we rock the phones
Full house,
i'm in command
You expect a ring you must be insane
I'm here to rock you like a hurricane
(Foxy Baby)
I'm the king of the jungle
I got the charts
nights that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the poison rain
Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?
As days go by, the night's on fire
Riding in a Cadillac
Matter' fact
We'll pull up like the men in black
And that's a fact
You can only guess who's back
Since I started rapping
I got
up a mic I wanna be like 'Pac
Please put down the pipe you don't need that rock
Please put up a fight for the kids that watch
Us in the spotlight
fucks
I hate whoever you like, I think your hero sucks
I send 'em a, old-fashioned "fuck you" like middle fingers
Thrown up by little old ladies with
to the party"
Well my name's Kid Rock, I'm a Capricorn
And Detroit City's where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body rockin' MC
I'm
to the party"
Well my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn
Detroit's city where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body rockin' MC
I'm
to kill
That's rock bottom, when you want something bad enough to steal
That's rock bottom, when you feel like you've had it up to here
'Cause you mad
a vet
How you let somebody they thought was nobody get you upset
Still unimpressed, Niketown I need to live round them checks
Move with a queen like its
hurricane
Can't get by me
Come under my love
Feel the energy
Let go
Lay your burdens down
I am your shelter
You're safe from harm
Tornado, lightening,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
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