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Rockaria!

Pat Buchanan

Lynne Me Your Ears: A Tribute to the Music of Jeff Lynne

2001

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm ready
And I'm really gonna rock tonight

Sweet little lady sings like a songbird
And she sings the opera like you ain't never

a ring
She need a rock 
Fuck do I mean
Just need the top 
Gimme the green 
Cream of the crop
Keys to the scene  
I got a plot 

Key to the nose opens keys

they hate that they apart from you
Cause
She just rock her body for the bills
Any man here she could have him
Yea, she just want a house in the hills

Busy Doing Nuthin'

Biz Markie

I Need a Haircut

1991

Let me tell you a story bout a girl named Gilda
She was from out of state, I was wonderin will the
Same thing happen to me like the deja vu
Let me

have you (she can't either)"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
So I broke the hell out like I had the chicken pox, but
She gave chase, she caught up

(Oo-woah-oh)
If you wanna roll with me
You could never leave on me
Promise me you'll never leave on me
I need you by my side
I need you to roll my

diddi)
She rubbing on my body wishing I'm a genie
Piccasso on her face like it is graffiti (oooh)
We be driving Lamborghini 
(Lamborghini Lamborghini)

dunno you know brudda and you don't know me like 
A monster 
A Martian 
A spartan 
Yuh
I will deliver whenever you're asking

Man I'm on a roll 
She

fingers down on the ground
Roll it Up Light it
Fuck it Im gone I Cant fight it
She think Im being romantic
So She let me fuck in the mansion
Mesmerized by

Shorty wanna roll with trap niggas and trapstar
She just wanna link at the telly sippin wockhardt
She know where I be getting green cause I'm going

we make it happen
LETS GET ITTT

Say you wanna roll wit a youngin now
Come roll wit me
Blow a whole O with a youngin now
Blow it down with me
Sip

But best believe when pot's offered
I hit the tree like Paul Walker
I got that Mr. Rogers swag
Rock a knitted cardigan
Along wit a bow tie
Like Bill Nye

(Uh-huh)
Vet imposters, Captain Rogers, do it myself like Tame Impala
Roll in Impalas, Mexican products, come from the border, peso for dollars
I got that

Rolls and went and rode that
You had me wrong, but bae
The more you learn, You grow
Please stop checking my horoscopes

On to the next deal, she on an X

it's not paint
Girl in my passenger she lookin like a saint
Got Cookie in the blunt smoke it down might faint
Roll down the windows now yeah air out

(Yeah)
I'm ruder than my exes is 
Diamonds dancing chain possessed like exorcist (Aye)
I fuck her then I smoke it off (Smoke it off)
I roll up then I smoke

of the highway rolls both ways

Spray paint on the shell of the shell on the corner
Like it's only there to warn you that you're heading out of bounds
Sliding past

Slow whiner
Nasty whiner
Shawt wanna keep on fucking All the time uh
Yeah she wanna go slow (Yeaaa)
Baby come in with the roll Yeaaa
High with

told ya (Bread)
Locs in my head and they swinging like Sosa (Yeah)
This ain't no rock on my ring, it's a boulder
Keeping my head straight up on my

a cold case
Charlie Brown, my niggas get it in both ways
I'm so indie, I'll rock your shell like it's Coldplay
I need Lizzo, I don't really need

the world boss
4 Gs on the Cheavy, ridin old school T talk
When a nigga run up on me
Freez him like a free froth
Feelin like a DJ, hit m with the Re Rock

that will keep me in line
And there she goes, there she goes
I wanna rock with you baby
Wanna rock with you baby
I don’t like when I’m not with you baby

through the windows in my livin' room (Livin' room)
Drivin' round, tryna find a place to pull through
Roll up, moon looks full like your mouth do
But by

Drop her off at her mom's bumping pop rock  
Raps bubble in my mouth like soda and pop rocks 
My team starters and everybody was a walk on
Loop a blue