Lyrics:
nigga when you mention me
Bet they say I'm in da street
ride her nigga for the V
Fuck the industry
fuckin what you think of me
I don't give a fuck, bet
don't think big you can't rock with the kid
See my rocks on gliss flip flop on the whip
Why would I be broke when Jesus owns all of this
My daddy is rich
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
Yo need you to understand me daddy I ain't
crying out
Daddy, daddy
You made me jump
Made me want
To walk to you
Tried to explain to you
Don't know that many words
To make it plain to you
I loved
sound like rock and roll
We sound like rock and roll
Problem officer? What were you looking for
Man I ain't done shit
What the fuck you looking for?
fire)
Don't give me no bammer weed
You know why? (You know why?)
Tell 'em why (why?)
Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak
don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we got better things to do
I don't
don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we got better things to do
I don't
longhair!
Louise, you're coming with me, local police!"
And it's all because
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
Your mama don't
Keep her off of me and we
Don't get to hardly speakin'
We be creepin' all in weekends
I'm talkin' freakin' all in weeks
But I know you still think
About
me would be a hell of a life
You got nothing but time but baby don't think twice
Daddy-O! Yo! Yo!
Da-Da-Daddy-O! Yo! Yo! Yo! Yo!
Daddy-O!
(Unknown)
when it come to the hoes
She can do the same thing to the clique you know
Your hoe chose, don't get mad at me
Got your wife callin' me daddy
Put her
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
again
Don't you know?
I'm Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Call me Daddy, Bitch
I'm Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Call me Daddy, Bitch
Be like Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Can't you
and or maybes
At the ? and the A-V, the O-U-R-B-A-BE
Kris, the Jungle Brothers, Tribe Called Quest, yeah they be
Down with Sha-ka-ottin, pimp or, man, they
Slim Shady's crazy
Shady made me
But tonight, Shady's rock-a-bye baby
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear
Detroit we just fly (Rock City)
[Royce da 5'9 (Pharrell)]
Yo you would love for me and you to switch places won't cha (Uh)
You love hatin' don't cha,
the Vette with that platinum ass
That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag
It's the Prada man, you prolly see me in brand new Jag
Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
I just wanna rock you, all night long, oh oh oh oh
Yo need you to understand me daddy I ain't
nothing but rock and roll, that's all
Now you can knock on the jive and the boogie beat
?????? those With both o' your feet
But
Don't knock the rock
Don't
,
Maybe I could make a good rock-star, I don't know.
But in all candour I would tell you it's,
It's outrageous filth.
So I'll be looking from this senator's
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
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