Lyrics:
beethoven, we're rockin' by two by two
Well, if you feel you like it
Well get your lover and reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up just
A little bit
country, with a little bit of rock & roll
If you didn't know now you know
We raise our glass for that Ol' Red White & Blue
We sing along with Eric Church
tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
and the right hand son manifesto
Leave embarrassed cause I’ll roll
You in the stairwell
Kickin shit with Atban Klann
And Eazy muthaphukkin Eric
"sa prize,
in again
Buck-buck, my rhythm be knockin at the do'
Mi stamina rock, mi stamina rock, bloodclot, I do not know
Why they judge me by one rap and say too
you say
Remember to put God first
And I know one day
You will be back home
After you finish sayin' this rock and roll
[mildred riley]
Teddy
You came
quiet i said, "Fuck it"
Hit the shower like a jackpot
The weed got my teeth
Off-white like crack rock
Toothbrush from the 99 cent store
I got a million
Brooklyn trains painted with graffiti juice
Got fiends on the block laid out by rock
Then Coogi wearing foos rob and mugging for shoes
DJ's everywhere
"Pardon my age"
Twelve shells in the gauge like a carton of eggs
We goin' home like Eric Cartman, chromosomes on my conscience
Hear some niggas talkin'
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
or a glow
if I'm TV or Radio
Let's get away, make a start
grab your bags and your heart
Let's go up 2nd and take a stroll
you wanna change for rock n' roll
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
or the type of niggas I roll wit
I Cold Get Dumb, like a brother in prison
Who hasn't had a chance to hold his son
Sacrificin like Abe did his oldest son
Tryin
Errything I touch playa nigga
Highway
Yea
Ugh
Okay
Yea
Key Lime Cookies
No I ain't a rookie
No I ain't the rock
But you smell what I'm cooking
Yea
talking about justice
I’m like bet that - he like just us
You know, Rock and Roll, that was some shit Chuck Berry came up with
The rock and rollers don’t
my fade-up cause he cuts em like class
And the chicks want me to lick cause I'm too quick, I think I'll pass
Dollars, if I don't fold em, I roll em
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents,
before the lobes knew of the rocks or Rolls
Betty Crocker though, use it for pasta bowls
The pros spewing to lock and load
Cock the four, flu game, get
hefty
Child resistant
Eric is wit' it
And we split it up
Going 50 for 50
I'll be the rock
So we roll like the 60s
Came from the dirt
Like I was 6 feet
for the gold
I get it and dip and the bag gon' be hefty
Child Resistant, Eric is wit' it
And we split it up going 50-for-50
I'll be the rock so we roll
Let's keep it 100
My Benjamin button
I put my love
Below the speakerboxxx
Playing percussion
I roll the dice
And rollercoaster
I'm pushing for something
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