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Nacho – Rocko

I’m rosa fella with this man.
Rich nigga shit, you out your league,
Keep that broke shit over there, it’s not your lead
Poker face, that Molly mean.
7 litter, feet 12, this not your speed.
Fast lane, race you, beat you out your car
You ain’t got no pink slip, that’s not your car.
I’m caked up, ion give no fuck!
You can only club for me, this not your club!
Turn up!
We own this bitch, this not your shit,
Bring the tip, make the cheddar, I’m on my nacho shit.
Take money, I’m out your hoe
Why finess you out yo dough, that’s not yo dough.
Ha ha ha, you said that was yours
Survey said it’s nachos.
You said that you run the town
The streets say that’s NACHOS.

You say she your girl, she say she’s
Not yours,
Tell her how we play she
Not yours,
This girl my surreal,
Not yours,
Heavy on the chatter
Not yours,
Ain’t one, is the cheese
Not yours,
Throw it on the dick,
Not yours,
All these fucking chips
Not yours,
All these fucking chips
Not yours.

She’s everybody girl, she’s ain’t mine, she’s not yours
First come, first serve, count the nachos
Told we ain’t gonna steady, I’m not your type
Babe, you’re looking for a dude, still
(Not your guy!)
Yeah, fuck that, please say that’s not your wife
But we train a real nigga, boy that’s not your life!
Twin roogers on me now, I’m a hooligan
Walk up in the spot, they’ll be like oh, not you again!
Yeah, me (what you got) colossal dough
Nigga wanna be free, don’t let ’em, not your dough.
Favorite food the chicken, topic on the taco.
Extra mossarella, NACHOS!
Yeah, yeah, no comprende!
Are you talking about that? oh!
Yeah, it’s not your cheese, is mine! Extra Cheddar
Turn on big bag
Turn on chips!

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You say she your girl, she say she’s
Not yours,
Tell her how we play she
Not yours,
This girl my surreal,
Not yours,
Heavy on the chatter
Not yours,
Ain’t one, is the cheese
Not yours,
Throw it on the dick,
Not yours,
All these fucking chips
Not yours,
All these fucking chips
Not yours.

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P.I.M.P. (Feat. T.I.) – Rocko

Lirik lagu: P.I.M.P. (Feat. T.I.)

Put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Give a damn ‘bout where you get it from
Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket
I’m talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

Wake up bright and early, put on my pants and grab my rocket
This shit cocked and loaded then I put it in my pocket
Plenty cash staked stuck it, leave it where I got it
Leave her how and then when I come back looking for my pockets
Look how big my pockets look, got your bitch in pocket, look
You bought her a pocket book, she bought me that pocket book
Purse first, yeah, my hoes in pocket
But I burst first if you ever get out the pocket
Yeah, my pockets look like books, Yale was my college
Like a quarterback I pass, pockets look like that pad
Everything green like nothing you can do to stop it
P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket, hoe

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Give a damn ’bout where you get it from
Just put it in my pocket

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PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket
I’m talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

4 o’clock in the morning, we still up and fighting
Dizzy Bentley, rose, we don’t drive no Maseratti
Brought your broad off in my party, got my rod off in her body
Got her face up in my picture, I got both your bitch here holing
I see your hoe in Fiesto, you know what that bitch said to me
She said my nigga said he’ll kill me if I fuck you
So I guess I have to hop off your truck you use to get laid
Ok, you don’t give a fuck about him, I don’t give a fuck about him
Honestly, I thought your nigga scared of me
But you ain’t got a thousand bucks, I tell you what
You can close your mouth and let it free
Hey, my bitch too hood and my dick too good
Say my name, out your mouth, nigga, wish you would
I guess this is the academy, speak P.I.M.P. round the licks
She on her hands and knees on the counter piece
Only thing she got was a bag of weed
But see the aftercare before I air for that
So I just fire up the blunt and I had to ask, she said

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Give a damn ‘bout where you get it from
Just put it in my pocket

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PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket
I’m talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

Getting in the pocket watching, pocket plotting
Tryna get in my pocket
All this yapping, talking about Robin, all these killers I got in pocket
They gonna do whatever I tell ’em, yeah, they in my pocket
Fuck all over my pocket
All these niggas got their hands o tryna get in my pocket
Told them nigga put they hand in before I chop, I chop it, hey
They ain’t put shit in my pocket
Don’t try to get shit out of my pocket, nigga
Fellow game of cards goes, all these fucking pockets
Call all the departments, all these fucking pockets
Raw style cram, all my flow in pockets
Lost all profit, all my dough in pockets

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Give a damn ’bout where you get it from
Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
PUT IT IN MY POCKET
Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket
Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket
I’m talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

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Busy – Rocko

[Intro:]
Yea
If I ain’t busy doing something
I’m busy thinkin of something to do
Get some business bout yourself

[Verse 1:]
I be so busy gettin money I ain’t got time to talk
Be too busy buying cars I ain’t got time to walk
Be so busy on the low I ain’t got time to eat
Be so busy on the hustle I ain’t got time to sleep
I be so busy gettin quickies ain’t got time to lay
I be too serious being busy ain’t got time to play
Be so busy on the grind still find time to shine
Be so busy flippin twenty’s I ain’t got time for dimes (No)
Not in this lifetime
No way possible
I’m too busy breaking down peas lifting boxes and stuff
Running from the cops and stuff
With them pots and stuff
You know just said that shit gettin gwaup and stuff

Man I be busy in the trap
I be busy movin packs
I be busy handling business I ain’t got time for all of that
I be busy gettin stacks
I be busy gettin change
***
Ain’t time to be playing games
Man I busy than a muthafucka
I be busy on the block
Doing shows getting gwaup
Man you know how shawty rock
Man I be busy than a mutha
Man I be busy doin my thang
Ain’t nothing changed but my change
You know how we do it man

[Verse 2:]
I got insomnia
I can’t sleep man
I’m getting money
I’m a busy man
Down in Florida
Handling business man
I’m like Snow White
You met me down in Disneyland
Fernando down in Orlando
?Que pasa chico? Gimme whateva I can handle
I be busy all times just weighin them in
One ton that’s two mil my friend
I counted 1.9 weigh it again
Man I be busy than a mutha say it again
Ay where you at
I’m everywhere
From city to city
I’m getting money ducking snitches
I’m so busy

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Hustle Fo (Feat. Lloyd) – Rocko

Lirik lagu: Hustle Fo (Feat. Lloyd)

[Rocko:]
I do this shit cause I love to do this shit.

[Chorus: Lloyd]
My nigga we love to get dough (yea)
Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Rocking the flyest clothes (I stay fresh)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Because I’m here for my folks (dats for my fam)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (who think I hustla fo?)
No I ain’t goin back to being broke (neva)
And that’s what I’m hustlin fo, oh oh

[Verse 1: Rocko]
Aye Aye, the real want me rich
The haters want me po (fuck em)
Watchu tell em haters? nope nope nope
No co nigga I ain’t strugglin no mo (nope)
All them years I was runnin duckin da po po
You think I’m goin back to that jack fuck no (fuck no)
And he ain’t know how to rap and bought a studio (yeaa)
I live to stay fresh (and wuht), I kill to stay rich (ok)
In other words I’m a go to war bout my shit (yup)
Wen dat I see you told ya id make it (yea)
No mo section 8 now we got acreage (got acres)
Gramma got dat big kitchen dat she pray fa (watchu say?)
I hustle to live good (why?) that’s wuht it’s made fo

[Chorus: Lloyd]
My nigga we love to get dough (yea)
Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Rocking the flyest clothes (I stay fresh)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Because I’m here for my folks (dats for my fam)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (who think I hustla fo?)
No I ain’t goin back to being broke (neva)
And that’s what I’m hustlin fo, oh oh

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[Verse 2: Rocko]
Aye aye, my momma jus went in, my daddy jus got out (ok)
These streets sumelse, daddy see wuht I’m talkin bout? (two two)
Nobody gave me shit I work so hard for err nickle (watchu say?)
That’s why I go so hard I ain’t sparing nah nigga (nope)
My baby just had a baby I got anotha son (yea)
You know what that mean nigga hood get off anotha mom
Scared a last place that’s why I get my hustle on (why?)
So my kids ain’t gotta hustle, they got trust funds (yea)
Five hundred fa da dicky cap on my head (loui)
Thinking of anotha hustle to pay my ova head (yea)
I ain’t need dat benz I culdn’t help it doe (fuck it)
Bought two a dem hoes that’s wuht I hustle fo

[Chorus: Lloyd]
My nigga we love to get dough (yea)
Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Rocking the flyest clothes (I stay fresh)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Because I’m here for my folks (dats for my fam)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (who think I hustla fo?)
No I ain’t goin back to being broke (neva)
And that’s what I’m hustlin fo, oh oh

[Verse 3: Rocko]
Aye aye, errthing great, except fo mark he in da can (man)
But I’m a go fa broke to get em out I don’t give a damn (damn)
Not only do I do it for me I dot it for my fam (who else)
All my niggaz who kept it G with me and all my fans
Thanks to you, I’m hustlin a jit (ok)
So I’m hustlin fa us I’m a keep makin hits (keep mtkain hits)
I like fly shit I gotta get mine (get it)
Marathon hustle I race ya to da finish line (yea)
Hustle hustle hustle hustle grind it up (hustle, aye)
Try me I’m a buss it till I bon you up (bah bah bah bah bah)
Work the swerse, play the game for wuht it is (wuht)
Alotta clothes alotta cars and a house on da hill

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[Chorus: Lloyd]
My nigga we love to get dough (yea)
Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Rocking the flyest clothes (I stay fresh)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Because I’m here for my folks (dats for my fam)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (who think I hustla fo?)
No I ain’t goin back to being broke (neva)
And that’s what I’m hustlin fo

[Rocko:]
Aye aye

[Chorus: Lloyd]
My nigga we love to get dough (yea)
Watcha think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Rocking the flyest clothes (I stay fresh)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (watcha think I hustla fo?)
Because I’m in here for my folks (dats for my fam)
Watchu think we hustlin fo? (who think I hustla fo?)
No I ain’t goin back to being broke (neva)
And that’s what I’m hustlin fo, oh oh

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