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Rap and Roll Video (MV)




Performed By: Rap N' Roll
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Christopher Moye, Van Edwards




Rap N' Roll - Rap and Roll Lyrics
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Its some nice ones here and there some good shit here and there
But we culture rap the new rock n' roll we culture
Rap is the new rock n' roll we the rock stars
Rap and roll rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go, aint this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap yeah, rap and roll yeah rap and
Rap and roll rap rap and roll I rap and roll
My grandma told me watch my back around them
But they my homies so I never doubt them
We got to parties and its always crowded
I'm a loud nigga and I'm always shouting
Gang gang this that gang shit
If it aint us who you hanging with
Don't come around us cause it dangerous and my niggas is crazy
Now back to the story cause I must confess
I like gold on my neck that falls on my chest
Hoes know what I like when they show their breast
Yeah they got double d's but this aint no test
And I keep it calm in my suit and tie
Bad bitch on my arm that's my do or die
When the gang arrive we be too alive
With a cup of lean facing suicide
Had to switch it up because they switched on us
Niggas calling foul but I never picked it up
Bitches opened mouths so I gave them dick to suck
With a sippy cup of hen and told them live it up
You cant sit with us don't take flicks with us
You said you need a ride you better get the bus
You believe in love and I believe in lust
And its bros over hoes in squad we trust
This what I want
The money, the power , the bitches, the bullshit I'm on yeah
This is that ugh, this is that ugh, in squad we trust
When she is not with you baby, she is with us yeah
In squad we trust, in squad we trust ugh
Rap and roll rap rap and roll aint this what you
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go, aint this what you
Your closest mans would really do you in
My bank account been my only friend
Pick a team nigga pick a side
Its the middle finger or a high five
The clock is ticking when you stop to listen
So dont pay attention to who pay attention
Go to parties and you search for women
All I do is dance and I get attention swag
Dripping dripping from my gold link
Dennis Rodman with the nose ring
Afta dark wita few tings bodman
My group of friends not doing bad
Its bros over hoes we still picking cash
Cause I need a check nigga not a tab
I want the world and your girl and her pearls
Wit a yacht wit a watch that updates the time
When we switching ummm forget a job feel me nigga
If you gotta squad and they pick and choose when they there for you
Niggas gotta go if its always winter dont stay with trees
Boy you better leave cause you gotta grow
Your closest mans would really do you in
My bank account been my only friend
Pick a team nigga pick a side
Its the middle finger or a high five
The clock is ticking when you stop to listen
So dont pay attention to who pay attention
Go to parties and you search for women
All I do is dance and I get attention
Swag
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Its some nice ones here and there some good shit here and there
But we culture rap the new rock n' roll we culture
Rap is the new rock n' roll we the rock stars
Rap and roll rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go, aint this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap yeah, rap and roll yeah rap and
Rap and roll rap rap and roll I rap and roll
My grandma told me watch my back around them
But they my homies so I never doubt them
We got to parties and its always crowded
I'm a loud nigga and I'm always shouting
Gang gang this that gang shit
If it aint us who you hanging with
Don't come around us cause it dangerous and my niggas is crazy
Now back to the story cause I must confess
I like gold on my neck that falls on my chest
Hoes know what I like when they show their breast
Yeah they got double d's but this aint no test
And I keep it calm in my suit and tie
Bad bitch on my arm that's my do or die
When the gang arrive we be too alive
With a cup of lean facing suicide
Had to switch it up because they switched on us
Niggas calling foul but I never picked it up
Bitches opened mouths so I gave them dick to suck
With a sippy cup of hen and told them live it up
You cant sit with us don't take flicks with us
You said you need a ride you better get the bus
You believe in love and I believe in lust
And its bros over hoes in squad we trust
This what I want
The money, the power , the bitches, the bullshit I'm on yeah
This is that ugh, this is that ugh, in squad we trust
When she is not with you baby, she is with us yeah
In squad we trust, in squad we trust ugh
Rap and roll rap rap and roll aint this what you
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go this what you
Rap and roll rap rap rap and roll
Rap and roll bag a bitch snatch and go, aint this what you
Your closest mans would really do you in
My bank account been my only friend
Pick a team nigga pick a side
Its the middle finger or a high five
The clock is ticking when you stop to listen
So dont pay attention to who pay attention
Go to parties and you search for women
All I do is dance and I get attention swag
Dripping dripping from my gold link
Dennis Rodman with the nose ring
Afta dark wita few tings bodman
My group of friends not doing bad
Its bros over hoes we still picking cash
Cause I need a check nigga not a tab
I want the world and your girl and her pearls
Wit a yacht wit a watch that updates the time
When we switching ummm forget a job feel me nigga
If you gotta squad and they pick and choose when they there for you
Niggas gotta go if its always winter dont stay with trees
Boy you better leave cause you gotta grow
Your closest mans would really do you in
My bank account been my only friend
Pick a team nigga pick a side
Its the middle finger or a high five
The clock is ticking when you stop to listen
So dont pay attention to who pay attention
Go to parties and you search for women
All I do is dance and I get attention
Swag
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Writer: Christopher Moye, Van Edwards
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