Lyrics:
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Back once more with the wallop in the score
Must I ride and rip, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of a roller-boogie in
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
domain. Senator Hollings.
Senator Hollings: I've had the opportunity to, ah, attend a, a showing, you might say, or presentation of, ah, this porn rock
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
be doing our video
[Mr. Funke] Same one?
[DoItAll] Same one! Concepts, whole nine
And crazy similarities to the whole rhyme
I'm not worried though
for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks
They crazy slime in this bitch, going brazy
I rock them skinny jeans but
My bankroll pokin' fat
(Bankroll pokin' fat)
We spin on anything, lil' nigga
it
For now it ain’t trickin’ cuz I got it
Parkin’ lots
When we parkin’ pimpin’ and it’s a lot
I rock cuz I’m more than hot
Don’t stop
That’s why I
Yo its the Rockness not Rock live
Then again I'm Rock when I'm live
But I'm not fat then again my shit is so fat
fans let your shot's fly (PLOW! PLOW!
Mr. 305, AKA
Mr. Snort Yay, Spit Rocks, Made in Dade
I owe my future to last name Campbell, first name Luther
The gun-shine state where they shoot
(Uh uh uh uh ah
Uh uh I can do the pretty girl rock rock rock
Do the pretty girl rock rock rock
Now what's your name)
My name is Keri, I'm so
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
Yea I'm on the move
Shawty When ya dance rob yo son like 42
Rock them hips
My name is stop, she said she already knew
See ya dig
And she dugg like my
pop uh, stick know how to sing
These hoes be sounding awful, why I make your lil bitch scream (Wow)
Candy paint dip that hoe in candy paint, yeah (Rock
a honey bun
Fat nigga thought I stole the food
It was a bag of rocks
Nigga thought I gave him a, b-bitch
It was a boogie box
Rob a nigga out his lunch money
Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions
to the street (yeah)
Proposin' to a what? Bitch, I put bitches on they knees (uh-huh)
My neck and wrist on icy, come rock my mic, please (yeah)
And I know that
gonna get my love
The best fat rapper since biggie smalls
And I don't care how you want it
You gon get it raw
Tone Chop is the name
You better learn it
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
the basket
The table right by the exit
So, I sat down and gave her a little talk
Then she asked me why, I should make her bed rock
I told her one thing, she
with Kid Rock, and the South Park Cliq
I don't know much, But I know this shit:
Kyle's Momma's a Big Fat Bitch!
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's
a toke?
Toke
I told my girl throw it back stat, I be focused on the ass fat but she gotta rack
Lucky lil me got a two piece combo
Drumming on her checks
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