Lyrics:
waste him
This ain't no mutha fuckin joke nigga it ain't worth it
And even if your mother gets in it you can't surface
It was all purpose
Just like that
props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top
life and a better roof
You don’t understand prolly cause yo life been bulletproof
Feelin like I’m gotti I might go n cop a rarri
All black in Versace
that gum and you can come inside
I looked her up and down she was a damn fine specimen
At first glance she looked like a model american
She wanted to get
clockwork
Move that behind like clockwork
Keep it coming on time like clockwork
Get that clockwork
(homie) make that clockwork (shorty)
You hear the sounds
be
Like this, no, like this, no
Like this, like this
'Cause it's just waves and sometimes you're on the top, yeah
Other times, you rock bottom
your butt to the fix of this mix
Toss that briefcase, it's time to let loose
Cause you've worked like heck to get the week in check
So unfasten that
taggin' along
With a flashy n**** bragging on the song
She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that
He 2-ways her, so she writes back
Smiley faces
Smoking this orange like Illinois
(Yeah)
N**** just kill the noise
He step in, he get destroyed
(Get destroyed)
Yeah
Doe boy
(Yeah yeah)
Doe boy
(Yeah yeah)
by my city
Lick up on the candy shop like I'm fifty
Look your girl, she went on ride like I'm jiggling
She wanna cuff me then [?] gonna get me
You
oh yeah
please tell me
everything's gonna be alright
crawl into bed
and hold me tight
this rock n roll bullshit
never wonder why
I live my life
like melly got to free him that my n**** that for real
Aye n**** talking foul he get a tech for that I’m in here wit all my dawgs n**** we the Wolfpack
ladies over
Tell em this is Y-M-E so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her
Spoken:
How's everybody doing
Hope you're enjoying the truth, the way, the problem, thus far
This is your friendly host Ne-Yo
I'd like to entitle
rap rock'n'roll
Tidy Bowl, gun hold pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel
But Ton' Stizzy really high, the vivid
feelin' like Yao Ming
Drippin' by all means, pour up an eight, I'm on tall, lean
You fill my cup, I keep sippin'
Wookie geeked up, he keep sippin'
my rock-n-roll with some Memphis soul, for when I'm feeling down
And the angels, they just sing along, like they're with me, on the chorus
Yeah it's
like ‘yeah
Take these ideas’ maybe there are
Companies outside of Apple
That could work on them and push humanity
Forward maybe the stock brokers
Won’t
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball (So So
someone
For stories that they're told when
Home's a dingy in a storm
cnd holding onto their control
Is the best that you could try to be?
Roses smell like
you
Overdose MC's quickly, strictly, hip hoply
You could never stop me, rock me, mock me or pass me
Cause I'm fast like Kawasaki
And when you see me
at Dream and V.I.P. like a superstar
But I don't buy the bar, I buy a Red Bull
And sip and look at all the chicks that's, beautiful
Like dark-skinned,
We can hit that, flip that, settle the score,
'n' ain't nobody rock a crowd like this before,
Ya want to make it outta sight?,
Somebody want
some ice and my stick like its hockey
My nigga cracking cards, he punching like he Rocky
Aye, tell em punch me in, i'm Tyson
That RE-ROCK logo on my neck
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