main Sportin' jewelry and the shit they came wit rollin' hard You try to serve me, you'll get served wit' no regard I got a pocket full of stones where
a block away SK to the Stock away 'Cause I know how to hold that shit Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit Give 'em the full clip, these
where to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't grab it just to pronounce it, you gotta add an accent & they askin can they call me grocery store, cuz my pockets full
get that 'Tron, can I get that Remy? Can I get that coke, can I get that Henny? Can I get that margarita on the rock, rock, rocks? Can I get salt all
your hand clap, just stay at home You got a pocket full of money, huh, oh, that's wazzup Let me catch you by the bathroom You gone get snuck, I rock
a fuel up? Hit the bottle (Reboot) I got a lotta automatic booty applications Got a CPU maxed out sensation Looking for a joy to man my station (Reboot) Rock the nation (Rock
ruin yo' summer Hit from the back yeah bitch Im on your bumpa to bumpa we can play plumber you can go under Mouth like a plunger she grab my pocket
champagne cause we got that dough Let me hear you say Aah (Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah) Say Aah (Aah, Aah, Aah, Aah) [Verse 1:] Pocket full of money (money) Club goin jump Til I rock
that on strike three Snatch ya ass up if you strike me You ain't happy with that coward, then bite me Now do you gotta gun? Welcome to tha hood Gotta pocket full
on strike three Snatch ya ass up if you strike me You ain't happy with that, coward bite me Now do you got a gun? Welcome to the hood Got a pocket full
bright link I put it on and walk right out the store Where's my car keys? What am I gon' drive? My Phantom got the steering wheel on the wrong side Pocket full
Takin' it from the top? Tippy? Tippy? How high? The ultimate high 'Scuse me, as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the
drop-top Jaguars, Lock on you when you step in the car, That's the superstar status apparatus, more wins than Cassius, Cease roll the hashes in the pocket
and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy but cake will do Greed, hate, envy but cake will do Fuck tha game, don't let the game fuck you Follow the rules, stay cool and rock
and cock 'em, anythin' bubble I'm poppin' Anything stumble, I'm droppin', whatever you rollin', I'm toppin' And it's fully loaded, I'm coppin', wheww No more slang rocks, I rock rocks
money, you can get it too, it's all about yo ambition Play yo position, provide the plans, and follow procedures In tha six-hundred, blunted, wit' a pocket full
will be all off on me I know y'all got a gang of bitches Ha, ha and like fabulous thangs And livin' life persutive in nights machine dippin' With a pocket full
A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa pu-pu-fuckin' puffs bitch It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips