Lyrics:
of the ground like busy, trust me
We been fed but still we are hungry
Don’t bug me buddy Im busy busting on a beat by Bugsy
Sounds lovely, get you off the wall
and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you want to do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
thugged out (rock the body)
[Queen Pen]
And if ya know that it's a fact that we got your back (rock the body)
[T. Lee]
Ain't no doubt Queen and Tray Lee
, rock
All I need is .....
Rock, rock
I don't want techno anymore
Rock, rock
All I need is .....
Hello, golden years of rock n' roll
Welcome back
they always talking shit, But I always got my back And I ain't gotta Have nobody come up and pop shit
I do it by myself, and these niggas just some
treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
SPLASH, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready
by the
(dee-jayyy) when he select the beat
Steady rockin' on a (weekday) heavy on repeat
So put 'em up, put 'em up, drop it down
To the ground
Back it
Don't make me have to relapse on these hoes
Take it back out to taxing them roads
When I was hugging it, niggas couldn't do nothing with it
Straight
Don't make me have to relapse on these hoes
Take it back out to taxing them roads
When I was hugging it, niggas couldn't do nothing with it
Straight
like to rock Prada suits and my ass is fat)
I need a ryde or die bitch (no doubt)
(I push the Cadillac truck with my friends in the back)
I need
like to rock Prada suits and my ass is fat)
I need a ryde or die bitch (no doubt)
(I push the Cadillac truck with my friends in the back)
I need
of rock is who I am
Raw, we are, by law
First one rockin these Adidas why'all saw
Jumped on tour way back in eighty-four
Jay, Run, D. Mac smack back up
Won't you lean back wit me oh
Won't you lean back wit me
Just nod ya head
I see you came to rock wit me oh
Won't you lean back wit me
Just nod ya head
you feel the fire rising
come and smoke a joint with me
its a prophesy
a punk-rock-oprahcy
and all shots are free
when shorty rocks with me
c'mon,
Rock me tonight, just for old time's sake
Back to our regularly scheduled program, program
I am so damn flam, I slam a slam, bam, I slam
Like Conan
the only one who knows my soul
Only you can make it better for me
Ouuu, I made up my mind it’s time to get back to you
Yeah, aye
Ouuu, I made up my mind
Buckle up boy
Be no fuck boy
Me, Gelatine, Big Rock
And the rest of the niggas in the big truck boy
Leather, screened up top, big chrome boys
Ah ah ah
Edify
I'm back ay
It's about time that we do this
Question my motive about to look stupid
See all the rats I ain't talkin bout Rufus
Found
(Krooks) yea, yea yea yea
Yea, it’s wavy on the track, yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Shawty she love me already
Rock to the beat like
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O-be
Rakaa
Eyes in the back of my head
Back steps wanna see me this
Slash what it stand by
Killa ma stink da cold question
Turn a minute throw is like
My this
just how it’s gotta be
Wondering if a thought about me really ever crossed your mind
Baby girl I think it’s time so cmon
Sometimes you gotta rock
through
Please come back I hope you do
Lord tells me I'll see you soon
Walk a mile pay my dues
Something tells me you ain't true
Prove me wrong I hope you
rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellaz like ta see ya make the planet rock
Way to much ass for me baby
Slow it down right here
Call it
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