will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you No
It's all in the rhythm And the fire coming from the stage [Chorus] We will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you [Verse 2] In
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s all in the rhythm And the fire coming from the stage [Chorus] We will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you [Verse 2] In the
's all in the rhythm And the fire coming from the stage [Chorus] We will rock the hell out of you We will rock the hell out of you [Verse 2] In
fucka You thugs out there, you don't got a clue (You have Boogie Down, don't shoot the shit out) Yo, fuck you, you and you, fuck you and you (You got
in dollars We out in Vegas Nevada, bubble bath in the champagne glass 'Bout the size of a campaign ad You don't know how you look to me But if love was
Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded
still busting, cussing Mighty goals and puntas All I'm tryin' to do is shoot ya Two shots in' the ruger Booh-yeah, blew his ass out Then I passed out (Passed out, passed out
you got [Verse 1 - Loon] Yeah I see you girl, why you lookin at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy It's a shame you don't hear me though
where tha hell you been I like the way you be with all that personality but I got flava too you needs to get with me [(chorus):Brandy] I wanna be down With what you
niggas next to him I do me bitch what are you doin teardrop tune got you bitches boo hoo?in Weezy F baby ga ga goo goo?in and girl I swear if you start
hayfield But a Bud Light truck pulled up and helped us out So we dead headed up to Philly, partied down like real hillbillies Brought the Music Mafia and rocked it out
to describe if you know what I mean I never claimed to be the hardest of the roughest hard rocks But I'm boomin' out yo' box, skills got you jumpin' outch
my hood, yo, then fuck it Break out the whole world, boys, blow up the fuckin' bucket Niggaz pulled out, my crew is ready Me turn the fire, rock the
batter rams rollin' rocks are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early
black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian Gs One slip you bleed Now you're ballin full speed You had your nigga with you Hard rock street
What's up? What's up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen