Lyrics:
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do, do you
Who do you think you are, Mr. Big Stuff?
Rock this motherfucker like "Three The Hard Way"
I'm
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
Bring me back to
Rock,rock,rock rock&Roll
And the day by day
We learn to something hard
Can you teach me what is that ?
( what its that )
And we got
at it
Then rock will never die!!!
Rit. Then put your hands up in the sky
Stamp your feet hard on the ground
Shake your hair the time goes by
Because our
I like it, I love it (x2)
Yeaaargghh
Fucked, baby I'm fucked
I'm fucked…….fucked by rock
Yeeeaaaarrrrgggghhhhh!!!
Fucked by rock
(I like it)
Fucked
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
where them no go mention me
By the time I’m done, man of the century
But I just begun you ain’t
Seen the best of me
I’m a business, damn, you can invest
Just got the pack in
Can't get a front Imma stack me a back end
Been in some shit you can tell by war wounds
Give me the rock imma score soon
Life is
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
just what I’m
Doing
Said I go you go come on
Everyone get up and flow
To a groovy place, where
I rock hard and
I go you go come on
Everyone and free
Bitch I'm sacked up
Bitch I'm racked up
Bitch I'm stacked up
('Cause I'm a drummer)
Quiet, quiet, quiet
I Rock Gucci, Louis, Prada
Niggas
to keep up
You're making it a bit too hard to keep up
Sad rock songs first day plan the breakup
You're making it a bit too hard to ease up
You're making it
yeah yeah
Living life is so hard
Every day I pray to God
Tell Him to send me light so I can touch my soul
And always know right from wrong
Living
yeah yeah
Living life is so hard
Every day I pray to God
Tell Him to send me light so I can touch my soul
And always know right from wrong
Living
Rock and Roll"
They say that you are judged by what you say
But no matter what you say or do rock music is here to stay
Used to be easy just to sit
There's a family Bible on the table
Each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories
Rockin' it rock, rock, rockin' it
Rockin' it rock
Rock, rock, rockin' it
Beside the point in the joint is where I rock
Give me time when I rhyme so
unsatisfactory trial
They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile
Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground
And all I ever did was shoot a deputy down
man got me by the short and curlies
Randy Murphy
(Randy Murphy)
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard
outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
Elvis
I rock your nymph so hard
That is why she has been complaining to u that she has a fractured pelvis
She said life with u is
easy till she held my
I've been wasted by your love
Now that bottle's all run out
Ain't even trying to break free
Rock bottom ain't got nothing on me
I was bad even at my
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