rock on Go 'head with your bad self, rock on Baby, rock on and on and on Rock on, rock on, rock on Rock on, rock on, rock on Baby, rock on and on and
Tradução: Kid Rock. ¿Qué sigue en el menú?.
Tradução: Siguiente. Rock On (feat. Duganz Shalont.
it (Rock on) Oh, girl you got me thinkin' (Rock on) Rock on wit your bad self (Rock on) Go 'head wit your bad self (Rock on) Baby, rock on and on and
next on the menu!") [Pete Rock keeps scratching until his rap verse] [Pete Rock] What's on the menu? What's on the menu? What's on the menu.. Uhh! Yeah
next time we say goodbye Drink to it Till the next time we say goodbye Till the next time that we kiss goodnight Till the next time we say goodbye Till the next
all I want is brains Mine Yes, mine mine mine Yeah you look good girl but what is on your mind? Think about it Cause all these dimes Like Nationwide, they just wanna be on
bob Non chomp and vises as I sit down and sketch my rhymes Stretch my mind to figure out what's next in line The next emyay and andre? Nah homie it's
around my shoulder And took a walk down through the park The leaves were falling around me The groaning city in the gathering dark On some solitary rock
teeth playin mouth hookie Nice... you niggas must of heard me wrong. I blame them horses when I turn that proche turby on (vrrrrm) My engine gettin his kentucky durby on
warning shots, niggas fire on swat And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying bomb rock 'Round here that's better
a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch on my right side (okay) I suggest it be best if we get by Said a bad bitch on my left side (oww) Bad bitch
it all [P.Diddy] Fabolous Diddy Desert Storm Rock on, rock on Bad Boy, yeah Rock on, rock on DJ Clue, Duro Rock on, rock on I trade it all, baby That
strobes on my wrist, light bubbles in my ear Ladies pass through, I might rub on her rear Pop Cris' in her face, make her wipe suds from her hair Even dykes tug on
to the rock, next stop, Russell simons who spit the venom in them Donna Karen denims Ras kass you can't get caught with fabolous government Put my face on
on her Dont put the back on, too many cunt stains on it When to train on her, call carl toon Have em tatoo my name on her, Star Trek 2 You know what
of ya And the next time you disrespect the west, E serving ya Yayo You better lay low Cause the M.O.B. got some killers on the payroll I put a million dollar hit on
the limousine Hangin pictures on my wall Every Saturday, Rap Attack - Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin weed and bamboo, sippin on