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rocky rhodes - on lyrics

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(hook: rocky rhodes)
i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
i ain’t never ever loved these hoes
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on
i said i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
you know i had to get it on my own
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on

(verse 1: rocky rhodes)
you know i keep it so fresh
they be like there he go
but keep it on the low
cuz b-tch i’m rocky rhodes
got no time for these hoes
and these haters in this b-tch (why?)
trying to make it big, little n-gg-, get rich
i been all around the states, mr. rockerfeller
done been to atl, met brie and nikki bella
if i hit you with the hands, make you do the running man
goin’ ham with my fam, flexin’ with my uncle sam
i love b-tter pecans, and love french vanilla
i just thought i had to let em know like bryson tiller
i run abq, so f-ck who disagree
i pity these fools and bring the pain like mr. t

(hook: rocky rhodes)
i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
i ain’t never ever loved these hoes
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on
i said i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
you know i had to get it on my own
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on

(verse 2: rocky rhodes)
i tell her keep it on the hush
something private
cuz she’s your main broad
but to me a side chick
now she mad at your boy cuz she wanna ride d-ck
i made her ride b-tch, cuz she couldn’t drive stick
burnin’ leo, i’m a fool, my real name bill
oh yeah, i got it from my daddy, too trill
you can say i ain’t ill, ok that’s how you feel
but you should call me william h. bonney on the real
i’m a f-ckin’ outlaw, 6 shooter on my side
i don’t hide it, i’m excited, on a sea weed diet
when i see weed i buy it then i light it
so exotic, b-tch you know i’m bout it bout it
when you see me blow the chronic

(hook: rocky rhodes)
i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
i ain’t never ever loved these hoes
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on
i said i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
you know i had to get it on my own
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on

(verse 3: rocky rhodes)
you know i’m baseballin on these on these hoes
slide in and touch bases
they get dugout and be making them f-ck faces
i wild the f-ck out on a every day basis
cuz me and my whole crew just a buncha nutcases
i smoke 2 swishers, flow is too vicious
kinda game that make a trophy wife do dishes
concentrate, i’m flyin’ wax wings like icarus
til my chain drippin’ in gold like vyscerus
my poppa said son, rip beats all day
and one day i’ll make sure you see l.a
now he ain’t here but i am and want it all
so i’m a take the game by storm like lonzo ball
and then it’s

(hook: rocky rhodes)
i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
i ain’t never ever loved these hoes
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on
i said i’m back to this m-th-f-ckin’ dough
you know i had to get it on my own
i don’t know what kind of sh-t these other n-gg-s on
cuz i ain’t trying to put n-body on



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