Lyrics:
Motorola, niggas two wayin'
I Alter like Beast in an altercation
Infrared make you juke like Walter Payton
So, grand theft auto come up out your auto
Mobile,
rolling hard cant keep her hands off her face
I'm moving right and I ain't never need no brace
We did this here all by ourselves
Now rock the place
Rock
Yea
TnO yall niggas got me right
You know I got you my nigga
For real OJ
Yea rock rock rock look
Young nigga hard with the base and I light up
my grandfather, William Bullock, I would like to share with you something he has shared with the rest of our family and me. When you have labored long
bitches gettin' shot
(Rock It Down)
It's Young Buck and look I'm back around
with the birds and the pounds
Keep the price up in this town
Right noww!
I even
want beef she chasing man with whole leather
On top I Never settle for lap dog
I’m a bad dog blocking spikes up from the mad dogs
Are you mad dog
from her head to toes
She looked so good that if you know, you know
She had that long, long hair, right voluptuous
With a bright white smile, a natural
won't relish you hot dog, they can't catch up with skills you mustered
Everybody going through it, telling them to keep it moving
Barely holding
gets inside
You'll be rocking it right this time)
Rock steady, rock steady baby
Rock steady, rock steady baby
Just whip your head
With a feelin'
I'll be dancing in the street
I miss the two we had before that made me tap my feet
That used to rock this boy asleep now that you're gone
(she's
with music, hit me with music now
This is (Trenchtown rock), don't watch that
(Trenchtown rock), big fish or sprat now
(Trenchtown rock) You reap what
Rocking puzzle piece trousers just at the same time
Rock 'em at the same time
Colours
You fill me with colours
And I got 2g's of 'shrooms
I'll never need
on me, look like I ain't slept
I be off the white like Walter
I be in the sky like a martian
I don't check the price, you in line tryna bargain
I be
Children
I'm hard as Plymouth Rock you silly schmuck just ask the pilgrims
I was strong from the get go, I'm not Lou Ferringo
I never caught the cooties
you back to my spot
But we still got a little more time to rock
So won't you dance with me, dance with me
I see you looking at me
I can tell by
singers gone away - whatcha gonna do about it?
gold records rock &
roll n' why dontcha sound like you used to in '65? '69? '75?
everybody stand up, they got
Hello, children.
(Hey, Uncle Walter!)
Once upon a time, there was a dancer. And his name was Dino Sore. He roamed about the countryside, following
the captain, with a crew of eighteen.
Stokers getting with a shovel more of coal,
Weathers looking steady, time to Rock and Roll.
Chorus
They had a running
right?
Mayne
Started getting clean I was ready by seven
Linked up with the squad
Pregamed till eleven
The party don't get jumping
Till we bless
I been Breaking Bad with the mic
All my lines are off Walter's White
Never cracked as to solving why
I get people bricked bringing hype
Them suckers
infected and I died
So now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter by the pearly gates
And it's obvious he doesn't like the Nehru jacket that I'm wearing
He
tell just by our slang
Native print and skinny pants
Young Americana
Two Cs on my frame, eating pasta with my team
I rock old Chanel, old Chanel
I rock
a filthy room
She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon
And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
You know the roaches so big
a filthy room
She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon
And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
You know the roaches so big
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