Lyrics:
(Rock, rock, holly rock everybody wanna holly rock)
Look-y here
Sheila E's my name, holly rock's my game
I'm funky as I wanna be
Lyin' up a hundred,
to spendin' cash, screamin' T.I.U
Now gon' Turn It Up, lil' mama look at you!
I'm giggin on these hoes, do 'em like dominoes
And slam 'em on they back,
to spendin' cash, screamin' T.I.U
Now gon' Turn It Up, lil' mama look at you!
I'm giggin on these hoes, do 'em like dominoes
And slam 'em on they back,
on the block with us?
Rock with me, won't you come and rock with us?
Rock City, two-thousand, rock with me, touch it
Fuck
on the block with us?
Rock with me, won't you come and rock with us?
Rock City, two-thousand, rock with me, touch it
Fuck
and let it roll
Look in my eyes, what do I see
Hot blooded woman just waiting for me
Gonna kick up her heels, make you scream
Rock on out baby, make
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock (Young Money)
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl (Kane is in the building, nigga)
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock
on your door
Waving their flags telling you the score
Watch out for the rock brigade
(Rock brigade)
Oh no, it's the rock brigade
(Rock brigade)
Look
cracked a book
Sure looks good in her denim and pearls
Rock my world little country girl
Rock my world
Drag me out on the floor
Dance with me 'till I
nature's random
That beauty's just a quirk
I believe an artist is at work
Sshhh, an artist is at work
I say, look a genius at work
on and join the line
Long live rock! Be it dead or alive
Landslide, rocks are falling, falling down upon our very heads
We tried but you were yawning, look
in the 'Vertte, got two bitches in his lap (well, damn)
On Martin Luther King, the set look kind of dead
We need a new street (huh?), so posse move
on and join the line
Long live rock! Be it dead or alive
Landslide, rocks are falling, falling down upon our very heads
We tried but you were yawning, look
just really love Christmas! Two Christmas albums?
Jesus Christ! No pun intended
Am I high? A lil' bit (yeah)
Can I drive? A lil' bit (yeah)
Am I
That's why you maney-ass rap niggas better know
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it
Sheeesh
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cracked a book
Sure looks good in her denim and pearls
Rock my world little country girl
Rock my world
Drag me out on the floor
Dance with me 'till I
rock this place
One for the treble, two for the bass,
Come on everybody, lets rock this place
Doggy Dogg, you are the best,
Rock this beat 'cause
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
really didn't look that bad
I had a whisky on the rocks
And change of a dollar for the jukebox
Well, I put the cold rock into that can
But all they played
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
Rock, robot rock
just flew two hoes in, oh how time flies, clip it's wings
Make you spit that safe combination, out like Listerine
And even though I'm not an artist
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll
Hello
'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll, it will survive (yes, it will)
I took a look inside your bedroom door
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