Lyrics:
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
Don't make me bring the dog out
Leave you in the fogs out
You snoozin with the card now
They find you whats the odds now
The CHLDRN bout to rock out
Ali
the house, POW, c'mon and help me turn it out
Boston, BANG, rock the house, POW, c'mon and help me turn it out
In L.A., BANG, rock the house, POW,
some of that yum-yum
Chocolate chip, honey dip, can I get a scoop?
Baby, take a ride in my coupe, you make me wanna
Shoop shoop ba-doop (Baby, hey)
chokin
Yeah son I'm all up in ya mix
Ya callin' in your clique, I'm bawlin' with you trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze
once more
Take me in your arms, come on and rock me
And rock me a little while
Hold me darling, rock me
Rock me a little while
We all must feel
Super Ryhmes with disco
I rock from here to Frisco
I make you hate your video
While I rock your mind in stereo
So kick off your shoes, relax your feet
phrase 'Lyte as a Rock?'
It's explaining, how heavy the young lady is
You know what I'm saying King?
Yes my brother, but I would consider 'Lyte
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
way from here
Let's get it on
Come to me, baby
Oh, let me be your rockin' chair
Just a rock me way from here
Let your arms shelter me from all hurt
Only children live there?
Wow, living there must be so fun!
That's exactly right!
Wendy, would you and your brothers
like to go to Neverland with me
brother
Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors
[Busta Rhymes]
Money! Drop dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the keys to the door
Pass me all the cash in
brother
Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors
[Busta Rhymes]
Money! Drop dead on the floor
Nigga, pass the keys to the door
Pass me all the cash in
breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets
on take your dead home, home, home, home
In the land of a million drums
I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn
Intergalactic tracks,
it, rock wit' it
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
I bounce in the club so the hoes call me Rocky
Posted in the cut, and I'm
it, rock wit' it
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
I bounce in the club so the hoes call me Rocky
Posted in the cut, and I'm
build character as I became a greater man
I'm proud of me, my name respected, heavy everywhere I stand
Take my last name off your name let's see how
let go?
Take me in your arms, and bring me closer
Ooh, I want you
You rock me, you rock me, you rock me in
If you want to, we can race
I'm super fast
talons
These bird arms take your bird chest and your talent
If you hurl bombs blow your bird nest off the planet
The damage, birth tectonic plates
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me
Everyday she walk by
See me on the same block
Same crew, like she never seen rocks
Chain watch, rims blue
Different color boots on, park Yukon
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me
Huh I grew a herding cattle
I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle
You wanna battle with the rock quite frontin'
I'll spit on your ass and then
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