now Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let'
see you there Yo, I got the call from Sean, he out in Milan Went to get the package, got there it was gone Hold on say word, you got to be jokin' Don't
nice things Can't relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake When you all fucked up and can't get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help
ass wit dem choppers The .45 make my pants sag Catch me bouncing through the club wit my crip flag You don't like it do something nigga Where I'm from if we don't
damned if you don't 'Cause your friends don't like his haircut But he wants your lovin' tonight Oh, seven brides might meet the seven brothers That doesn't
ho, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
shit Look in the sky, the four horsemen bustin no discussion No stoppin its apocalypse, lock and load ya clips Gonna be rich and dead, copa said don't
lot of fans ain't shit Quick to flip if our group don't hit They don't make you nothin' but a pop ho bitch And I don't need ya, I love to bleed ya All
you to be what you can be Word, censorship of reality Radio suckers never play me Radio suckers never play me Radio suckers never play me [Unverified] Suckers don't
point man Give less than a damn about anything, just let my hammer swing Come up, give me my cut, what? Girls don't mean nothin' to me, don't push the
't no other way to play the game the way I play I cut so much you thought I was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S N, double O, P D O, double G I can't fake
Duet? Nd You Wet, When You Check Out The Technique From The Two Teckz And I Don't Need Two Lips To Blow This Like A Trumpet You Dumb Shit, This Is An Unusual Musical
it stops, it's the Roc I know, you got your eyes on me, I feel you watchin' me But it ain't hard to see that you can't see me You try, but what you
enjoying my view strictly from behind You're back, you're cold, you're good at what you do Don't stop, it's working on the pole You don't know what
head and show off Lets the haters get mad 'Cause they ain't that bad, baby it's sexually Go head and show off I see you dancing too the music (Music
meet me in the back with a jack at the jukebox I don't really care where you live at (no!) Just turn around, boy, let me hit that Don't be a little
it flowing The harmony is glowing So get ready, so get ready Don?t go Toledo, Toledo don?t go Music, good to you Music, good to you
cannot be right If you think that I don't know where you're at You got - another thing coming Ownership ain't part of the deal Jealousy don't get you