BedRock
I got a dime piece, can ride me like a ten speed (Aye)
She bad as hell, like are kidding me, came out Memphis with the grizzlies
I got a spice b, know that she so icey (Oh)
Think I'll munch? mayne you shittin me, she couldn't believe me just like Ripley's
I told her, I think not (and I think not)
And I can never let you baby, blow my top (blow my top)
I'd rather not even chase, just count my guwap (just count my guwap)
And yea I'm like the eagle at the totem, at the top, just need you to sit down and watch (yay)
Turn yo volume up, while I go and make a hit (go and make a hit)
Poppin' out they head, like a motherfuckin' pick
Wet them boys up, water gun skeet skeet (skeet, yee, yee)
Pimpin' 33 hoes atleast and they always on fleek (they always on fleek)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
Baby, fuck a top five, I'm top one, two, and three (yea)
And I know you understand boy, like yea ok, capeesh
Let me get back on (get back on)
Okay
Let me get back on
I got his backbone, yea just like designer coats (just like designer coats)
You cannot come and slide, nigga that's not what you want (that's not what you want)
I'm young but way too fly, like motherfuckin' drone
And I'm only breaking backs bitch, could never break the code
Looking down from the top layer, I'm in the ozone
Had seen my wallet fold, remember asking for some loans
See what she hear in my pop, now she wanna be my clone
She already got her waist cropped, still let me fuck just when I want
Most times just really want the top dawg, I can't even hol' you girl
Let me get back on
Wanna find a couple ways to make your bedrock (bedrock yea)
Let me get back on
Hey, I wanna find a couple ways to make your bedrock girl
I got a dime piece, can ride me like a ten speed
She bad as hell, like are kidding me, came out Memphis with the grizzlies
I got a spice b, know that she so icey
Think I'll munch? Mayne you shittin me, she couldn't believe me just like Ripley's
I told her, I think not (and I think not)
And I can never let you baby, blow my top (blow my top)
I rather not even chase, just count my guwap (just count my guwap)
And yea I'm like the eagle at the totem, at the top, just need you to sit down and watch (yay)
Flintstones, go and make your bedrock
Babygirl, I wanna make your bedrock (I'll make your bedrock)
Fuck you right, wanna fuck around and hit your g-spot (yea)
Be the best, wanna fuck around and hit your b-spot (yea)
He not, she not, they not, we not
Scotty Too Hotty, yea I'm too hot, I'm too hot (oh yay)
Baby a Marine, she answer me just like a oorah
I don't what you mean, I keep it clean, no I don't do that (yea)
I pulled up on the b from overseas, I'm tryna do that (yea)
I bust right at his teeth, I seen him run just like a four flat (Aye)
And you know that
Can't take my hoe, yea you know that
Poppin' at your head yea (Aye)
Turn yo volume up, while I go and make a hit (go and make a hit)
Poppin' out they head, like a motherfuckin' pick (d-doo-d-doo yea)
Wet them boys up, water gun skeet skeet
Pimpin' 33 hoes atleast, and they always on fleek (they always on fleek)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
Baby, fuck a top five, I'm top one, two, and three (Hey)
And I know you understand boy, like yea ok, capeesh (K capeesh)
Let me get back on (let me get back on)
Let me get back on (let me get back on)
She bad as hell, like are kidding me, came out Memphis with the grizzlies
I got a spice b, know that she so icey (Oh)
Think I'll munch? mayne you shittin me, she couldn't believe me just like Ripley's
I told her, I think not (and I think not)
And I can never let you baby, blow my top (blow my top)
I'd rather not even chase, just count my guwap (just count my guwap)
And yea I'm like the eagle at the totem, at the top, just need you to sit down and watch (yay)
Turn yo volume up, while I go and make a hit (go and make a hit)
Poppin' out they head, like a motherfuckin' pick
Wet them boys up, water gun skeet skeet (skeet, yee, yee)
Pimpin' 33 hoes atleast and they always on fleek (they always on fleek)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
Baby, fuck a top five, I'm top one, two, and three (yea)
And I know you understand boy, like yea ok, capeesh
Let me get back on (get back on)
Okay
Let me get back on
I got his backbone, yea just like designer coats (just like designer coats)
You cannot come and slide, nigga that's not what you want (that's not what you want)
I'm young but way too fly, like motherfuckin' drone
And I'm only breaking backs bitch, could never break the code
Looking down from the top layer, I'm in the ozone
Had seen my wallet fold, remember asking for some loans
See what she hear in my pop, now she wanna be my clone
She already got her waist cropped, still let me fuck just when I want
Most times just really want the top dawg, I can't even hol' you girl
Let me get back on
Wanna find a couple ways to make your bedrock (bedrock yea)
Let me get back on
Hey, I wanna find a couple ways to make your bedrock girl
I got a dime piece, can ride me like a ten speed
She bad as hell, like are kidding me, came out Memphis with the grizzlies
I got a spice b, know that she so icey
Think I'll munch? Mayne you shittin me, she couldn't believe me just like Ripley's
I told her, I think not (and I think not)
And I can never let you baby, blow my top (blow my top)
I rather not even chase, just count my guwap (just count my guwap)
And yea I'm like the eagle at the totem, at the top, just need you to sit down and watch (yay)
Flintstones, go and make your bedrock
Babygirl, I wanna make your bedrock (I'll make your bedrock)
Fuck you right, wanna fuck around and hit your g-spot (yea)
Be the best, wanna fuck around and hit your b-spot (yea)
He not, she not, they not, we not
Scotty Too Hotty, yea I'm too hot, I'm too hot (oh yay)
Baby a Marine, she answer me just like a oorah
I don't what you mean, I keep it clean, no I don't do that (yea)
I pulled up on the b from overseas, I'm tryna do that (yea)
I bust right at his teeth, I seen him run just like a four flat (Aye)
And you know that
Can't take my hoe, yea you know that
Poppin' at your head yea (Aye)
Turn yo volume up, while I go and make a hit (go and make a hit)
Poppin' out they head, like a motherfuckin' pick (d-doo-d-doo yea)
Wet them boys up, water gun skeet skeet
Pimpin' 33 hoes atleast, and they always on fleek (they always on fleek)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
I don't need your love, get it all off me (get it all off me)
Baby, fuck a top five, I'm top one, two, and three (Hey)
And I know you understand boy, like yea ok, capeesh (K capeesh)
Let me get back on (let me get back on)
Let me get back on (let me get back on)
Credits
Writer(s): Armond Richardson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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