Yo Just man, gimma a heat rock
Man DGL we back in the club again, ya know? Holla
Bounce! Easy we back bitches
Don`t be scared now, its the Roc
We here, never left this bitch ya know?
[Verse 1]
I pull up on deuce decues, still roofless
No security I move with shooters
V Twizy, dual exhaust
Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus
VGL I`m on skinnies, two with me
Bottle of army, `89 in it I`m blowin on Phillies
and yeah I`m high as fuck
and the Roc`s the realest click nigga I`m a buy as fuck
What? Say I`m bug cause I walk with a hund jawn
Nah two hund fifty, don`t disrespect me
I call my nigga seal the deal
Cause he just bought a G2 steal a deal
Prick, and I got that on stand by (stand by)
What you commercial niggas fly stand buy, won`t stand by
and let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew
[Chorus - repeat twice]
The
R - realest niggas puttin it down
O - other niggas can`t see us now
C - come through the hood snatch reef up
But keep a cannon on me to clear streets up
R!
[Verse 2]
You talk jewels, my ears got 2K blazers
Roc jeans, Airs in all flavors
White tees and fitteds
Backwoods and spittage
Thats haze for you dudes who dont get it
I smoke silver and strawberry
Easy ball like Maurberry you know I`m not the ordinary
Keep one that keep one
Yeah my bitch bag bitches too
We the illest crew
Nothin change but the rims upgrade
Its quarters now, and I`m on it now
So hop in, I pull off like toupes
The only thing I rock on my hip thats two ways
My bitch, my beeper, Bleek keep two heaters
Still fillin the city with two seaters
And you know how I does it when I`m doin it
Black coupin it bitch I keep two in it
[Chorus - repeat twice]
[Verse 3]
I live wild, I ain`t Q cousin Day-Day
Anytime I want, I take they K
Next Friday, till November
Take two more weeks I`ll be home in December
You know I move like that
The game all mad cause I`m back with my tool like that
I`m in that big body truck
That I whip through the sky like I don`t give a fuck
Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage
Just copped it, I drove it and parked it
Truthfully thats my Sunday wheel
And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel
Nigga, I got one day for her still ok for her
But by sunrise I go to one high
You know I`m up and out
Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, easy gone
[Chorus - repeat twice]
