Yo Bent, let's get to the club man[Hook]R-O-C, if this is what ya wantThen put cha' hands up high and keep em' upMy dudes, my dimes then this is what cha' getAll playa, makin' paper, breakin' haters representSo So, let's go, the D to the EFNow put cha' hands up high and keep em' upLet's drink and smoke and tear the party upNow put cha' hands up again and tell me who ya love[Verse 1]Clothes, cash, cars, glassMary Blige or the cranberry and naj22 wenches are so often witchesA couple of mansions, a couple of Benz'sFlows is endless, dough tremendousNo one comprehends is the way I pen thisAll of my men's is in jeans and Tims'sCame to get the club doors off the hingesWired right now, turn these lights downThe DJ booth's on fire right nowMiddle of the club with the thugs, I'm iced downHalf grape juice, half papaya right nowAll my ladies, let's be swayzieMy man got the Bentley, I got the MercedesSo let's just say we, hit 280And rep for the Bricks cause my hook is crazy[Hook][Verse 2]Say (HIT ME ROC!)All of the women in the clubWho love feelin' the villains and thugsSay (HIT ME ROC!)Maybe I willBut the dress, heels, head gotta be ill, but stillI tear they brain up with hella gameNumb chicks like novicaine every time I flow a gameThe best that has ever cameRemember Mary Blige told you I was everythingIt's still the same, reala game, illa chainUsed to pump cane up in Jersey, over where Lauryn Hill would hangBut now it's just an overseas villa thangI love to hear my name, ladies would you say again[Hook][Verse 3]Like this, like that, and like this and uhMy machine gun funks like ChristopherNow let me see y'all jump, bounce, get upPuff something, pop something, slug till ya spit upI'm so lit upUsed to have love fuckin' girls in my heart but my chain froze it upYou know what's up, 9-7 gridI come through in a crooked letter UVDippin' missin' competitionsOnly wishin' for the mortician6-4 sits on hydro suspension (Bounce)Manuscriptin' my intuition (Bounce)Shine and glitzin' my mind is missin'But any beat chu' find, the rhyme just sits in the loop (Uh huh)And ain't no substituteI'm a fly motherfucker all about the loot, come on[Hook][Verse 4]Say (PICK ME ROC!)All of my mommies in the party, movin' they bodyWhen you see me at the bar say (PICK ME ROC!)Then show me ya thong, and it's onCome on all my ladies sing along[Hook]
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