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young pappy - how i rock lyrics

[intro]
two cups!
let’s get it man
(die l’s, die l’s)
n+ggas know how i rock!
lil n+gga

[hook (2x)]
i be posted on the block with a 30 in this glock get popped motherf+cker (you know how i rock)
finna diddy bop on this lil thot gimme top on spot motherf+cker (you know how i rock)
don’t speak to the opps, send shots, so i see his body drop motherf+cker (b+tch you know how i rock)
n+ggas mad cause i’m hot, can’t stop boy i do this sh+t a lot motherf+cker (you know how i rock)

[refrain]
b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock (wait hold on)
b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock (wait hold on)
b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock (wait hold on)
b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock, b+tch you know how i rock (wait hold on)
b+tch you know how i rock

[verse]
first thing’s first just shots back down on the block with the glock where this sh+t don’t stop
ion speak to the opps, want a peace treaty how ’bout not, boy them b+tch n+ggas know how i rock
finna diddy bop on this lil thot gimme top on spot, those hoes in the pictures gon drop
robin jeans with the wings, n+gga true religion jeans, love to rock, it’s designer you know what i rock
got a bad ass b+tch super thick and i treat her like sh+t ’cause i made that hoe swallow my kids
n+ggas stompin’ on my name like i’m some typa lame, boy i bet i got aim, b+tch you know what i did
b+tches know i ain’t tryna talk, her hands off, tryna get your point across, get lost n+gga i ain’t tryna hear it
boy ain’t sh+t been the same since my homie got changed, finna tap folks name for the sh+t that got serious
i rather go to h+ll ‘fore i’m back in that cell, sit me down do the time n+gga i’ll never tell
put a hole in my bail ’cause they know i raise h+ll everytime they go and let this motherf+cker out of jail
roll up another l, hit the kush and then he’ll blow the smoke in your face b+tch you like how that smell?
spot a opp, drop a opp, bada boom bada bing leave not a thing on the scene but a lot of sh+lls
gettin’ cool with everything ’round me, if you ain’t gettin green then i don’t need yo ass ’round me
got a big ass pipe on me, but i ain’t tryna fight homie, i ain’t got time for a f+ckin’ round 3
boy it’s real in the field, free my n+gga trialz, free my n+gga skrillz, free bleak, free cannon, free billz
wanna pop another pill, got me rollin’ like a motherf+cking wheel, n+gga try me he gon get his ass k!lled
[hook]
i be posted on the block with a 30 in this glock get popped motherf+cker (you know how i rock)
finna diddy bop on this lil thot gimme top on spot motherf+cker (you know how i rock)
don’t speak to the opps, send shots, so i see his body drop motherf+cker (b+tch you know how i rock)
n+ggas mad cause i’m hot, can’t stop boy i do this sh+t a lot motherf+cker (you know how i rock)

[outro]
b+tch you know how i rock
n+ggas know and b+tches know
it’s the f+cking guys in my f+cking eyes, tfg still
lil n+gga (squad, squad, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
it’s double m b+tch, it’s double m sh+t
you know how i rock
(…see a body drop motherf+cker)
you know how i rock, n+gga
“what we smoking on?”
“that blake, nah nah, that jerry”
n+ggas know how i rock (squad)
hold on, b+tch you know how i rock (squad)
hold on, b+tch you know how we rock (squad)
hold on, b+tch you know how i rock (squad)
hold on, b+tch you know how i rock (squad)
b+tch you know how i rock (squad)
motherf+ckers know how i rock (squad, gang, gang, gang)
b+tch you know how we rock (squad)

- young pappy lyrics

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