Lyrics:
As I drove across on the highway
My jeep began to rock
I didn't know what to do so I stopped and got out
And looked down and noticed I got a flat
So
a magazine
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo]
I don't wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much
just another story
And every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n' roll
Grabs the mic to tell us he'll die before he's sold
But I believe in
a big red pocket
Flyin' high by the time the band comes on
I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rollin' just filed her up with gas
I'm goin'
Hey, Ms. Red Carpet
She can autograph my pockets
Anytime, anyplace, anyway
I'll be looking at everybody else watchin'
I don't wanna be obnoxious
me (smack dab in the middle)
I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, smack dab in the middle, boys now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from Honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get
statement I'm makin' is royalties (rock the dollars)
Seven digits never under my bank account hold
Numbers like your phone number, plus area code
Gamble
in the double-R, is it a double car
Pulled over to the car
So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch
Do you wanna rock with me?
Do you wanna
let's go
Bring the drama, that's on my momma
You don't wanna rumble
Jay Rock I'll put you under
(You wanna act tough
Let me see if you really hard
When
She's the best ball in town
You just grab her by the shoulders
And you rock her up and down
Ah, now follow me, baby,
Turn your money green
I
blow 'em open
This time around
I changed up my flow
Got rid of the rocks
Got Pitts by the door
A real set of peoples to watch my back
Stay away
now free
Unless the rhyme was rocked by me
I got the balls to bang (baw ba-ba-baw, ba-ba-baw, ba-baw bang)
Yeah, steady, just doing my thang (steady,
TV's
Wanna be like me? I run from vice
Catch a out-of-towner and I'm takin his ice
Throw him in the trunk with the bag and the mice
I know it ain't
Uh, uh
I got that real good, feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on thirty-fives
Pretty girl by my side
route
Don't wanna find out
The MCs blowing trees
Rapping like Smack DVDs
Screaming blap blap on MP3s
Were really spitting some empty things
Nobody knows
if you wanted me then you should've just said
She's singing
Ah lahmlahlah
Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my home
I don't wanna
ah)
And a great big band (ah, ah, ah)
Now, I wanna hear the trumpets (ah, ah, ah)
Blowing out loud let me see the action
Coming in from the crowd
make I rock your body oh yeah
Today I wanna rule it baby, I wanna dan-dan dan dance
My baby say she no go ever leave me till I get money
So tonight
assists you know
Trying to pass the rock
I don't live life scared of death
Cause when I take my last breath
The next step is there in text
I'm not
to the sky)
So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' 'cuz God is on my side
All praises
[Lil' Kim]
I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M
And not be -I-G, R.I.P. ba-by
I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.
Don't no bitch do it like I D-I-D
And, since
to put me on word around town
Is your nine men strong I wanna be put on in the worst way since
The first day I think it was a Thursday (oh baby) you be
on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called
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