Sir Michael Rocks, Rockie Fresh - Can't Hide It lyrics
[Sir Michael Rocks, Rockie Fresh - Can't Hide It lyrics]
If she got ass then I'mma high five it
Put them legs on top of yo body
I got them phones them phones I can't hide it
It's Rocks ho - Picasso
My wardrobe looking like I cop dope
And my main girl throat it and do not choke
That Mazi throw the forks up
But, I'm not folks young nigga with funds
Treat the hundreds like ones
Man I'm whipping whips and I grip the grain
Wood grain on that pistol grip
Critics say that they hate the god
On vacation I take the squad
Man I needed that trip so my
Mind I can take it off
For all of this bullshit I
Deal with on the daily
Them hoes tryna be hoes
Niggas tryna be shady
I wanna buy a boat and smoke
A pack with my homies
Eat a couple lobsters, smack a couple phonies
Cause when we kick it it's a celebration
It's hella bitches thick in several places
We smoking swishers like it's medication
I stay with Franklin but it's no relation
Said it's a party in this bitch
The drinks stay on refill
Niggas had the game fucked up
Watch us rebuild
Brick by brick, the view so sick
I'm staring out a window with
This thick ass chick
Who got her legs parted like
A space between cornrows
I be on the road getting
Cheese and more dough
You at home with it your delivery DiGiorno
If we ain't winning you're slow
When you see us you'll know
Everything is insane, chain to the whip game
Yo bitch about to fall victim
To the pimp game on the boat she selling
She on the hunt like Helen
I know what women want but to
These niggas I ain't telling
And I ain't about that drama
Every time we gon' deflect
I be high stepping
Got Balenciaga's on they neck
Bigger grind so I always went
And got the bigger check
They ain't gotta like a nigga but
I'm gon' get my respect