Rock 'N Roll

Hey little mama,

I got some of that

Bon Jovi, you know me

Have you flying in the air like you living on a bird, ow

We on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll

Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Willie Nelson nigga, we run flusty

Crocodile hat, cowboy rap, hammer game trusty

Diamonds on from

Ghana, Boca retire in a yacht

With the middle name

Lex, pop my llama

Movies get made in

HD, me against your eighty-three

I'm a scout, face it so scrape me

It's nothing you can do with my real niggas

Not the ones

I rest my head with, my son a real cool piranha, yeah

Two wheel scooters, the new

RugersFloating through the

Beverly Center

Counting ten up with my shooter

All of these is high powered,

Bob Dylan style, my nigga

Posted up, yeah, front and then master child

Titanium hustler, switch color, most of them rich brothers'll

Hold they own, fuck it and switch nuggets

Luggage's, the real shit, who kill shit

Niggas is nothing, blow a blunt, we peel shit, what?

Hey little mama,

I got some of that

Bon Jovi, you know me

Have you flying in the air like you living on a bird, ow

We on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll

Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of

Mick Jagger?

Yeah, I bet it will blast ya

Now take a hit of this rock n roll, rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

It's some powerful shit

Everything platinum, even my baggage

You want a platinum rock?

Then go see

LarryHe got the yellow hat, yellow

Max's here, looking like me

With a yellow back, pretty long hair

Suck a dick like a wind stepping

With Bobby

Brown on speed dial, his ex gal stayed on a check

I got that

Mickey, baby, little mama

I got the bomb, call me

Tom BradyMove like a running back, 21

TomlinsonKnow how to push it back, you should pay homaging

Shit is too potent, make you feel like vomiting

Your black, white birds can give me five like

DonovanPop the champagne for the illest hustler in the game

I got the

Pink Floyd eyes on all day

And I ain't even mention my deals yet'

Cause I don't wanna have you freaked out over this real shit

Hey little mama,

I got some of that

Bon Jovi, you know me

Have you flying in the air like you living on a bird, ow

We on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll

Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of

Mick Jagger?

Yeah, I bet it will blast ya

Now take a hit of this rock n roll, rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

It's some powerful shit

Joe, hoe stand up, we in the building

Let the birds fly, rock star to my heart

Anything else, uncivilized

GoRock star like you

Red Hot Chilli

PeppersI can't front this red drop got me feeling extra

I drop the top so

I can show the stones

I got the sour so

I'm Rolling

StonesI'm popping shit on my mobile phone

I never slip 'cause

I keep the fully loaded chrome

And half my niggas even stay a fan

That's why we pour liquor for the

Grateful Dead(We miss you)

And where

I'm from it's either

Guns or Roses

And fuck with me, you need a bunch of roses

And lord knows

I keep the

Led Zeppelin

A nigga front and then we back wrestling

And you can tell when bitches feeling me

We got that white girl, nigga,

Sheila E.Diplomats, we the eagle

We finna be greater than

The Beatles, go

Hey little mama,

I got some of that

Bon Jovi, you know me

Have you flying in the air like you living on a bird, ow

We on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll

Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

Hey, little mama, have you ever took a hit of

Mick Jagger?

Yeah, I bet it will blast ya

Now take a hit of this rock n roll, rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll

It's some powerful shit

And Brother

Chin-Chang,

I'm sorry, he he