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​rock your hips - 310babii, ohgeesy & bluebucksclan lyrics

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[intro: 310babii]
like huh?
rock your hips
come on
like what? (gotd*mnitdupri)

[chorus: 310babii]
rock your hips
i’m havin’ cash, i can take your b*tch (like baow)
beat it up, mhm, like this (like what?)
put it on, fresh ‘fit, fly sh*t (huh?)
she in love (like what?), and she stuck (stuck)
she addicted (‘dicted), like drugs (like drugs)
why would i worry ’bout the two? b*tch, i’m the one (huh?)
she know what’s up, won’t stop ’til i’m done

[verse 1: 310babii]
i been workin’ hard, ot
when you got goals to get rich, you don’t get no sleep (no sleep)
these n*ggas actin’ like rodrick, they don’t touch no cheese (n*ggas broke)
that b*tch in love with suckin’ d*ck, that ho got strong knees
too turnt up (yop)
the bag just touched down, i’m countin’ cash, b*tch, i’m up (what?)
i’m nothin’ like your n*gga, in real life, i’m havin’ bucks (havin’)
your b*tch, she not a flex, we done f*ckеd the same sl*t
they’rе tryna see if i’m really tough or i got here off luck
mhm, we gon’ see, mmm*mmm, that b*tch weak
i thought this was your freak, why she in my homie sheets?
i’m lookin’ good and i’m fly, expensive sneaks for the feet
wait, gotd*mnitdupri, why you f*ckin’ with the beat?
[chorus: 310babii]
rock your hips
i’m havin’ cash, i can take your b*tch (like baow)
beat it up, mhm, like this (like what?)
put it on, fresh ‘fit, fly sh*t (huh?)
she in love (like what?), and she stuck (stuck)
she addicted (‘dicted), like drugs (like drugs)
why would i worry ’bout the two? b*tch, i’m the one (’cause i’m the one)
she know what’s up, won’t stop ’til i’m done

[verse 2: ohgeesy]
rock your hips, shake that ass like an earthquake
ass*shakin’ competition, who gon’ come in first place?
she gon’ cut it up, n*gga, i need first aid
i ain’t even get her sh*t on her birthday
i like rich*ass b*tches, you got poor taste
that n*gga scary, he be nervous on his court date
n*ggas scared to squabble up in that core tank
they gon’ make him roll it up on his first day
scared*ass b*tch*ass n*gga got four fades
i keep three bad b*tches havin’ four*ways
nine, eight, seven, six, five, i got four chains
thousand*eight grams in a brick of that cocaine
put an opp in the air, soul plane
then i f*ck his baby mama, cold game
she been plottin’ on me ’cause you so lame
make a b*tch get in line like soul train
[chorus: 310babii]
rock your hips
i’m havin’ cash, i can take your b*tch (like baow)
beat it up, mhm, like this (like what?)
put it on, fresh ‘fit, fly sh*t (huh?)
she in love (like what?), and she stuck (stuck)
she addicted (‘dicted), like drugs (like drugs)
why would i worry ’bout the two? b*tch, i’m the one (’cause i’m the one)
she know what’s up, won’t stop ’til i’m done

[verse 3: jeeezy & 310babii]
shake that sh*t (that sh*t)
said she never been f*cked like this (f*cked like this)
give a f*ck if we just met, you my b*tch (you my b*tch)
this n*gga lyin’ on his hood, he a b*tch (he a b*tch)
all the wockiana gone, i’m pourin’ tris (pourin’ tris)
i be hittin’ from the back, i like grippin’ on her hips (grippin’ on her hips)
only f*ck with south central n*ggas that get tip (yeah, yeah)
i’m the type of n*gga leave if that p*ssy got a stench (godd*mn)
when they book me, know that fifty*ball a minimum (yeah, a minimum)
when she text me, all her ink be invisible (yeah, invisible)
told her we could shoot a movie, make a cinema (make a cinema)
big n*gga, but i f*ck her like an animal (like baow)
rock your hips, i ain’t never had no top like this (like baow)
don’t consider him an opp, he a b*tch
i’ll still’ll f*ck a normal b*tch, i’m in the mix (baow)
[outro: 310babii]
rock your hips
r*r*r*rock your hips
rock your hips
r*r*r*rock your hips

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