Lyrics:
Balboa, Rocky
Rocky Balboa, Rocky Balboa
Run to the top of the stairs in Philly
I'm feeling like Quavo, Meek Millie
It's level to this shit in my city
can't fly (no, he can't even fly)
He can't walk and he can't run
He's like black paint splattered on the sun
And it's a green, rocky road
Promenade
Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long
Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long
Because another man has got my woman and gone
Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long
Lord the road is rocky but it won't be rocky long
Because another man has got my woman and gone
go ya ya
This is rocky mountain high Rocky Mountain high Rocky Mountain high ya ya
Welcome to Rocky Mountain high Rocky Mountain high ya ya
Cruising
the old-old well runs dry
Well, you never miss your baby till she says goodbye
Aw, this road is rocky but it won't be rocky long, honey
This old road is rocky
the old-old well runs dry
Well, you never miss your baby till she says goodbye
Aw, this road is rocky but it won't be rocky long, honey
This old road is rocky
the old-old well runs dry
Well, you never miss your baby till she says goodbye
Aw, this road is rocky but it won't be rocky long, honey
This old road is rocky
it's YMCA
Racing to the spot with the team, no relay
Step brother told me watch your back when you play
He was running with the gang
He ain't have no
Me ago stay pon it, me ago tan pon it
No bother run to you Friend when the road get rough and the road get rocky
No bother run to your neighbor every
Yo yo thrill you going bonkers
I'm ma' run it up
Running my money to the top
Running this show I ain't gon' stop
I'm on these haters
All I wanna do
restar
Haciendo lo home run sin batear
Que ma quiere poder esperar
Plo
De rocky de rocky
Quiero una bitch y my mony
Falso bajence del pony
Moviendo como
Feelin like Rocky
Feelin like Eagles back in '17
Nobody can stop me
I'm feeling like I'm about to win the whole thing
Let 'em go on and doubt me
to reach the local YMCA, where he was receiving fahjahly advice from Father Bill in the midst of an uncomfortably religious bout of racquetball.
The man in
Martian
Handle in a flow, with my teeth on grid
Have it in my palm, when I wheeled my gun
Make a real mind run, as I speak the pun
Swing on the top, like
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks, I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
And for the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks, I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my
Have you heard the story about how Rocky Racoon Met Bungalow Bill
At the watering hole called The Burrowing Mole just over that hill
It was thought
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
Run up the steps like Rocky Balboa
uhh
Bitches all on my jock
Huh? Pretty nigga might stop time
Told y'all young niggas run this shit
Including red lights and stop signs
A$AP niggas
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