Lyrics:
(yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
Doing my two step off of club pure
The Girl walks by rocking christian diore
We
clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in
Inside the mix, nice and easy rude Boy sound
Nanananana nanananananana
Nanananana my kind of girl
Yeah, huh, so you think you're all that?
Like that,
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
the music for me
I had my very first introduction
By singing in a local band
I've got my rock and my roll instruction
Playing every club in the land
I
fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like A$AP
This a G mix and I laced that,
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
as a mother
You're so undercover
By the way that you was watchin' me
Ooh, uh the way you look at me
I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it
Tryna keep
with my momma on the couch
Like the jeffersons i'm moving on up and i'm out
Penthouse with the butler who waits by the door
To ensure i'm the only
heavyweight hitters
Dough getters, fifty ways to make figures
My niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters
Like they hear real spitters and kids
on the coldest sect
I got chicks butt-naked feelin' no redress
Okay, I'm on my way with a load of cess
But, I got four niggas in my truck
And if you bring
Around my way
Around my way
All the corners filled with sorrow
All the streets are filled with pain
Around my way
Around my way
Around my way
All
[D-Rock]
Ayo what's up, my name is D-Rock the number one
I'm here to celebrate the first annual
Four Ways to Rock blowing up the spot party
We
I guess it Lil' Peter
From T-town to Atlanta all the way to Savannah to Alabama
I be damn a club ain't crunk in this manner
I can't stand a weak
mix me up
Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri
We'll rub it in, every club you're in
We'll have you blackballed
And make sure you never
Zumba (zumba)
Zumba (zumba)
Zu-zumba (zumba)
Zu-zumba (zu-zumba)
Zu-zumba (zu-zumba)
DY
I see you stare
Which looking at by, he lives with
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
why he's my DJ Cool V!
Girls! Whatever you call 'em
He rocks from here all the way to the Bell forum
I'm like telling you straight on up
Everywhere
Sometimes it gets scary
But when you're by my side
The world may be chaotic
And the skies may explode
But we'll be okay, baby,
This much I know
more doors
Dey ain't ate either, I hope y'all niggas is armed
And when we get there, all my niggas in the mix
Yeah Shallah Lex, Diamond got me buyin'
mix?
White boys goin' wild doin' back flips
Playin rock n' roll, mixed it with the black shit
M.O.P, AC/DC
That's it, keep it goin'
Now its Rob
by the name of Rihanna with me
Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl
Let's go
You were there for me when I needed you when my
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
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