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letra de they callin me rocky - jsap

[intro: jsap]
huh i got a huh
huh i got it huh huh
huh i got it huh huh
rocky
huh
you know it’s outlaw gang sh-t f-ck these n-ggas talking bout

[verse 1: jsap]
f-cking shorty in a honda
pour the paint on a panda
my n-gga straight out the land uh
see me in club and i’m dancin
roll up the pre i don’t plant em
junior a shorty she pregnant
she in a mood and she acting huh
all of her demons stay active

[verse 2: jsap]
i gotta roll up one i’m tryna touch this floor huh
30 b-tches in a row eenie mini moe uh
keeping marco so close you know that’s the bro uh
all these candles in my room you’d think i sold my soul

[hook: jsap]
huh watch it uh huh huh
watch it huh huh
i gotta lock it huh huh
yeah i’m off it huh huh
they calling me (rocky)
huh stallin huh huh
i’m off it huh huh
i’m boutta call in huh huh
[verse 3: jsap]
(skrrr)
black bandana when you see me in the f-cking coupe huh huh
take a little motherf-cker you better stay in school huh
i gotta bend the rules
i’m good at making this money grow huh
i make this monеy blue, this bank blue, and all of thesе hunnids blue
purple jeans all on my feet
nut on her t–th
brain me mohammed ali
she wanna dance up on me
i said now please
im steady drinkin’ my lean
she did the plenty of keys
she wanna jeet
don’t have a condom on me
we in the deli
i had to enter through exit
none of my n-ggas they panic

[verse 4: jsap]
huh tell a n-gga turn on computer huh huh
my teacher sent me outta class cos i forgot my rubber huh huh
she callin me daddy i buy her designer but i don’t love her huh huh
so many shooters inside the party theres no point in ducking
brrrr (teebo)

[verse 4: teebo]
f-ck it i don’t give a sh-t
for the liz return me a brick
brudda quick sl!ck dat with wrist
no crip red bands on my bludclart stack
fam i don’t give a sh-t if your rolling widdit
no sl!ck yeah she got the ricks in her fit
she fit so i give her the d-ck
don’t kiss don’t lips don’t chat on my bizz
don’t spit don’t talk don’t do anything
look brudda i swear down
bop from the top you can’t bop with your hair down
used to want 4s now i got me a pair now
just cause
just cuz i’m rocking the 4s don’t mean i won’t step in a puddle i’m clear now
give the reh now
man put the sack in the ruck and he’s scatting to dere now
it’s a brand new year but when i look back all i’m seeing is bare clowns

[verse 5: teebo & jsap]
where did the beat go brudda im p-ssed off
i need the big gwop
i need the good bop
i need a chrome drop
i need a chrome top
i got the rolls truck
i need a smoke up
i need a black truck
i need a lamb truck
i need a shorty who move it dancer
diamonds they dancing
acre the mansion huh
all of my n-ggas they active huh

they couldn’t mention the money we making
i’m settling 20 bands all up in credit and debit
my fetish is gyally and lettuce
i’m stepping with money and gyally i cherish

i’m taking the coke for the pressure my n-gga
we came from the rocks to the leisure
if i put a hunnid they aim at your neck
ain’t no checking your shoulder my n-gga
you still getting packed

- jsap

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