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rock out - starringo lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah (young gun make funky*ass baselines)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
she addicted to the finer things
i would’ve put a rollie on her, but the time had changed
i remember walkin’ through the ‘hood, it don’t feel the same
whole lotta broke scars, i don’t feel the pain
’til my brother put me up another dose, we gon’ make a toast
acitivity paranormal, i’ma pull up in a ghost
got a whole lotta opps and a whole lotta folks
if we put it all together, that’s a whole lotta smoke (smoke)
take it to the ‘hood wrong, put the hood on
burn gas in the back, gotta make the wood strong
shawty say she tryna come back, i done moved on
now i move rap songs like i move strong
i’m up in rank, i’m doin’ what they never do
they cross, i draw a pistol like a number two
i hear you rappin’, cappin’, boy, we need the proof
they send shots, send me, god must have me bulletproof
diamonds, slim shady, this white like the eighties
but really, it’s basic, it’s right but it’s crazy
i’m all in the stomach, she callin’ me baby
i have to relax, girl, you know i go brazy
my stock’s goin’ crazy, lately gotta pay me
i shoot a jamaican, all of yous is st*rdy
ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’, drive ’em crazy daily
i cook with them zoos, whippin’ all them haiti, like
[chorus]
ooh, yeah, everything alright, i’ma count it all night
ooh, ayy, bars too cool, they ain’t ever been cold
rock out all night, then we gon’ roll
off guards be the best, i ain’t even gon’ pose
lowkey i done took off, they ain’t need mores, no
’bout to buy a couple acres, i might buy the whole store

[verse 2]
play the game like a banjo, uh
in the field like i’m rambo, uh
still up, but i’m layin’ low (yeah)
and we still roll, all the smoke like joe’s
defense still shut down, gotta punt it
ain’t gon’ happen overnight, gotta get it if you want it
you should stand back, watchin’ everybody that done done it
now i’m up right now, watch how the boy run it, like

[chorus]
ooh, yeah, everything alright, i’ma count it all night
ooh, ayy, bars too cool, they ain’t ever been cold
rock out all night, then we gon’ roll
off guards be the best, i ain’t even gon’ pose
lowkey i done took off, they ain’t need mores, no
’bout to buy a couple acres, i might buy the whole store
[outro]
like ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
she addicted to the finer things
i would’ve put a rollie on her, but the time had changed
i remember walkin’ through the ‘hood, it don’t feel the same
whole lotta broke scars, i don’t feel the pain
’til my brother put me up another dose, we gon’ make a toast
acitivity paranormal, i’ma pull up in a ghost
got a whole lotta opps and a whole lotta folks
if we put it all together, that’s a whole lotta smoke (smoke)

- starringo lyrics

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