(Soop!)
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
I won't ever switch up, take a look at my clothes
I've got a Glock, I've got a beam and then I aim at his nose
I've got him looking like a mannequin he freeze and he pose
It got me feeling like the man again but you already know that I'ma do it
I done it, new shoes 4 hunnid
Got him looking like a track star, why he still running
Everybody got some hurdles but he the only one jumping
If you say you got your money up then why you still bumming
I'ma make 'em raise their hands like I just asked 'em a question
Then I'ma pull up with my twins, I got a Smith and a Wesson
And if you think you know the answer then you're going to heaven
Because I'm still gon' beat you up lil' homie, words are my weapon
And I've got lots of 'em, I'll drop the sauce on 'em
I might even crucify him put a cross on 'em
I'll drip drop on 'em, I've got the Voss on 'em
Cuidado piso mojado no no no mas on 'em (I just wanna rock)
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
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(Soop!)
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
I won't ever switch up, take a look at my clothes
I've got a Glock, I've got a beam and then I aim at his nose
I've got him looking like a mannequin he freeze and he pose
It got me feeling like the man again but you already know that I'ma do it
I done it, new shoes 4 hunnid
Got him looking like a track star, why he still running
Everybody got some hurdles but he the only one jumping
If you say you got your money up then why you still bumming
I'ma make 'em raise their hands like I just asked 'em a question
Then I'ma pull up with my twins, I got a Smith and a Wesson
And if you think you know the answer then you're going to heaven
Because I'm still gon' beat you up lil' homie, words are my weapon
And I've got lots of 'em, I'll drop the sauce on 'em
I might even crucify him put a cross on 'em
I'll drip drop on 'em, I've got the Voss on 'em
Cuidado piso mojado no no no mas on 'em (I just wanna rock)
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
I won't ever switch up, take a look at my clothes
I've got a Glock, I've got a beam and then I aim at his nose
I've got him looking like a mannequin he freeze and he pose
It got me feeling like the man again but you already know that I'ma do it
I done it, new shoes 4 hunnid
Got him looking like a track star, why he still running
Everybody got some hurdles but he the only one jumping
If you say you got your money up then why you still bumming
I'ma make 'em raise their hands like I just asked 'em a question
Then I'ma pull up with my twins, I got a Smith and a Wesson
And if you think you know the answer then you're going to heaven
Because I'm still gon' beat you up lil' homie, words are my weapon
And I've got lots of 'em, I'll drop the sauce on 'em
I might even crucify him put a cross on 'em
I'll drip drop on 'em, I've got the Voss on 'em
Cuidado piso mojado no no no mas on 'em (I just wanna rock)
I just wanna rock, I don't wanna dance
Shorty come over, come get yo mans
If he want smoke he can catch these these hands
Why you talking on the gram
I get money, no advance
Get my cash up every chance
Why you saying I fell (Eiffel) off like you think I be up in France
Writer: Ben Horton
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