mama was real, real bad she was bein' mean to dad and made him real, real mad but I still feel sad that I put her in time out, sit back in your chair
say mama was real, real bad Was bein' mean to dad and made him real, real mad But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out Sit back in your chair,
I'm a rockstar, let's take flight in my rocket ship Young Casanova, passing over, you Simpson haters And you never been about real bread, you ain't a
.. [Background] She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club. I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin
sit in the chair that'll fry for me And Lord knows if I die she gon' cry for me Never say bye to me I can't deny shorty love is official Even though love
rocking your town Go to the show we rocking the crowd Get gwop by the thou', wow Come on and roll with the kid, back to the crib Car real fast, bed real
dummy I (Play hard) I goes in for real The odds 'r always wit me win I spin the wheel And you could've rocked wit me but your not real So when I polish
unconditional love That's my mother I'm speakin' of. That's just the way it is (That's just the way it is) My love will never change (My love will never
(They booing everything) Yeah that's what I'm sayin Rock the Dead, fuck it Bink bitch Bink bitch Fuck you This is Twiztid Rock the Dead Phat or Wack
say But I'm watching you too I love your sweet eyelashes, your darkskin flavor Every morning going to school on the elevator Soft and nicely, the girl entice me Diamonds on her watch, she rock
rich niggas sippin' on a deuce-deuce Fall in & get quoted 'fore the heat get reloaded Servin' in the 'hood got us all gettin' shorted kick rocks or pick rocks
Dream:] She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club I swear you gonna make a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin
Give 'em more man, more Well, fuck it I don't wanna stop But you forgot the gunner pop, tell me who you wanna rock It's crew love Rocafella 'til I die
man, more [Verse 3: Beanie Sigel] Well fuck it I don't wanna stop Whatchu forgot the gun'll pop Tell me who ya wanna rock This true love, Roc-a-Fella
(nature) A yo, you love to hear the story Again and again How a nigga used to hustle in scuffed up tim's Queensbridge let the battle begin, I keep my
how an outlaw's love could be I made up my mind not to let you get away from me As we get a little closer to our rocking chairs I think back on the
I want you to pull my hair Booty bouncing up and down And I took it to the ground He was lovin' it But then we almost broke that chair As the walls started rocking
this time I want you to pull my hair Booty bouncing up and down And I took it to the ground He was lovin it but then we almost broke that chair As the walls started rocking