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Asian Doll - Rock lyrics

Artist: Asian Doll

album: Let's Do A Drill


(Elias)
(Elias Beats)
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Free my nigga, he's stuck in a jammer
I'mma beat on that beat like a hammer
Riding full speed in a beamer
Shaking it fast, that nigga know that he need me
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We gon' rock
We gon' rock it then roll
She my rock, just like Patrick at home
(?)
I told you before, you know this no joke
She chiefing
Put a ticket in my face like cleavage
From Saturday to Sunday, the weekend
Lil Mama just hush
Not cocky lil mama, eat my semen
It's my shit she bump
They @ me, I will pop and squeeze it
Stop!
Just pop it
Like a car I drive it
You are my rock
Lil baby you the truth
I need your time
So do what it do
You are my rock, so get up on your knees
You are my rock, so come and suck on me
Ye-uhhh
I need head
I need yeaaah
I need yeaaah
Oh yeah
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Free my nigga, he's stuck in a jammer
I'mma beat on that beat like a hammer
Riding full speed in a beamer
Shaking it fast, that nigga know that he need me
Rock
Rock
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Rock
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Free my nigga, he's stuck in a jammer
Ridin' full speed with his Glock, in no jammer
Shaking it fast, that nigga need me
Real hood bitch, he call me his genie
I'mma do it on the D, I'm greedy
He call me wet, he fiendin'
Uh uh
Go slow, I don't want ya nigga
He give me more
Bend down low when you give me strokes
Please don't tweak, I'mma call my Loc's
Bad lil bitch in a Phantom
These niggas eat me on a platter
He cashing out, I'm flattered
She think she cute, I'm badder
Come please me
Don't tease me
Boy give me head, don't leave me
Took him to the back then I rode him till I'm dizzy
Then I put that nigga in a frenzy
Bend down low when you give me strokes
Don't tweak with me, I'mma call my Loc's
(Don't tweak with me, I'mma call my Loc's)
I got the rock, I ain't passing the bowl
Lil nigga, Imma jab
I'm in SRT, It's way too fast
I'm blowing the dash
I'm chasing this cash
I'm counting this money
I'm blowing a bag
I'm blowing her back out
Pulling her tracks, making her tap out
I pull them racks out
Throwing it fast, she pull her ass out
Can't cuff a bitch, I ain't no clown
I got this shit off the block
I ain't wanna pump you, he got hit in his top
Yeah, this shit is a bop
Bad lil bitch, lil Asian
Uh, uh, she used to dog
Niggas be pussy, the frauds
I'm in the stu, been going so hard
Working
Like Rihanna, put that work in
Uh uh, is she gon' twerk it
Uh uh, is she gon' twerk it
Uh uh, is she gon' twerk it
Uh uh, is she gon' twerk it
That shit curtains
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Free my nigga, he's stuck in a jammer
I'mma beat on that beat like a hammer
Riding full speed in a beamer
Shaking it fast, that nigga know that he need me
Rock
Rock
Rock
Rock
Rock
Rock
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