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ill91 - rock with you (remastered - album version) lyrics

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[chorus]

rockin’ on my body, gotta get that mclovin’
lookin’ at yo’ b+tch, oh yea, she suckin’
we ain’t been the one to do all this f+ckin’
guess you can say that’s our introduction
she ain’t gonna ask me how i got so fly
she ain’t gonna give two thoughts, b+tch she mine
she ain’t never gonna see me do the time
take care of my b+tch, f+ck up, girl you lyin’
cloggin’ up these holes by the f+ckin’ way i pump
wind it up from the back, yea b+tch you up
got her thrustin’ up and down, yea b+tch what’s up
she a pro, like sh+t, that’s how i knew she was
kissin’ on her lips, yea, man, just cause’
sh+t so good, i’mma never take a pause
make her cheeks clap, yea girl hit applause
hit her so hard, that ass gonna need a gauze
[verse 1]

been writing all these songs
see where i’m coming from
my dawgs they play so hard
flow straight solid bars
ain’t gonna drinkin’ tonight
never gonna drink for fun
i ain’t been the one to talk
fight, b+tch, don’t run
straight out of your mind
i’ll never go quit, nuh+uh
never f+ck on you b+tch
if she a fat thot
i only f+ck these blondes
b+tch f+ck the blunt
now hit the punt
now go get lost

[chorus]

rockin’ on my body, gotta get that mclovin’
lookin’ at yo’ b+tch, oh yea, she suckin’
we ain’t been the one to do all this f+ckin’
guess you can say that’s our introduction
she ain’t gonna ask me how i got so fly
she ain’t gonna give two thoughts, b+tch she mine
she ain’t never gonna see me do the time
take care of my b+tch, f+ck up, girl you lyin’
cloggin’ up these holes by the f+ckin’ way i pump
wind it up from the back, yea b+tch you up
got her thrustin’ up and down, yea b+tch what’s up
she a pro, like sh+t, that’s how i knew she was
kissin’ on her lips, yea, man, just cause’
sh+t so good, i’mma never take a pause
make her cheeks clap, yea girl hit applause
hit her so hard, ass gonna need a gauze

[verse 2]

she be wildin’ out
but, sh+t this ain’t nascar
she only drive big red, yea, fast car
gonna land on mars, but sh+t that’s far
like i’m gonna rap these sp+ce bars
if it’s prada and designer, sh+t that’s ours
we only live atop big tall towers
watch yo’ b+tch, see her big fat ass flop
she be lookin’ so good in her tank+top



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