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raekwon - rock n roll lyrics

[intro/hook: kobe]
hey lil mama, i got some of that bon jovi
you know me, high flying in the air like living on a prayer
we’re on the corner serving that rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll
posted on the corner with the rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll

[verse 1: raekwon]
willie nelson n-gga, we run fl-sty, 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, let me get your eighty-three
i’mma scout faces so straight meetings
there’s nothing you can do with my real n-ggas
not the ones i rest my head with, my son a real crew piranha
two wheels scooters, the new rugers, floating through the beverly center
i count a ten up with my shooters
all these is high powered, bob dylan style, my n-ggas
post it up, yeah frontin’ at mr. chow’s, t-tanium hustle, switch color
most of them rich brothers are only on f-cking and switch nuggets
luggage is the real sh-t, who k!ll sh-t n-ggas is nothing
blow a blunt, repeal sh-t

[hook]
hey little mama, little mama, i got some of that bon jovi
you know me, high flying in the air like living on a prayer
we’re on the corner serving that rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll
post it on the corner with the rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll
hey little mama, have you ever took a hit of mick jagger
yeah, better will blast ya now take it hit of this rock’n’roll, rock’n’roll

[verse 2: ghostface k!llah]
yo, everything platinum, even my baggage
you want a platinum rock? then go see larry
he got the yellow hat, yellow maxes air, looking like me
with a yellow back, pretty long hair
suck a d-ck like karrine steffans
with bobby brown on speed dial, his ex dial stay on the check-in
i got that mickey, baby, little mama
i got the bomb, call me tom brady
move like a running back, 21 tomlinson
know how to push it back, you should pay homage and
sh-t is too potent, make you feel like vomiting
your black/white birds can give me five like donovan
pop the champagne for the illest hustler in the game
i got the pink floyd, ozzy all day
and i ain’t even mention my deals yet
cuz i don’t wanna have you freaked out over this real sh-t

[hook]

[verse 3: jim jones]
(harlem stand up, we in the building, let the birds fly
rock star to my heart, anything else? uncivilised, go)
rock star like the red hot chili peppers
i can’t front red tops got me feeling extra
i drop the top so i can show the stones
i got the sour so i’m rolling stones
i’m popping sh-t on my mobile phone
i never slip cause i keep the fully loaded chrome
and have my n-ggas even stay …
that’s why we pour a liquor for the grateful dead, we miss you
where i’m from, it’s either guns or roses
and f-ck with me you need a bunch of roses
and lord knows i keep the led zeppelin
a n-gga put it then we dead ressing
you can tell a b-tch is still an e
we got that white girl n-gga sheila e
diplomats we the eagles(k!lla!) we finna be greater than the beatles

[hook]

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