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Memphis Bleek lyrics : "Just Roc"

Yo Just man, gimma a heat rock
Man DGL we back in the club again, ya know? Holla
Bounce! Easy we back (*##$es

Don't be scared now, its the Roc
We here, never left this (*##$ ya know?


[Verse 1]
I pull up on deuce decues, still roofless
No security I move with shooters

V Twizy, dual exhaust
Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus
VGL I'm on skinnies, two with me

Bottle of army, '89 in it I'm blowin on Phillies
and yeah I'm high as $#&@
and the Roc's the realest click ^!$$% I'm a buy as $#&@

What? Say I'm bug cause I walk with a hund jawn
Nah two hund fifty, don't disrespect me
I call my ^!$$% seal the deal

Cause he just bought a G2 steal a deal
Prick, and I got that on stand by (stand by)
What you commercial ^!$$%s fly stand buy, won't stand by

and let a ^!$$% do his dues
$#&@ these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew


[Chorus - repeat twice]
The
R - realest ^!$$%s puttin it down

O - other ^!$$%s can't see us now
C - come through the hood snatch reef up
But keep a cannon on me to clear streets up

R!

[Verse 2]

You talk jewels, my ears got 2K blazers
Roc jeans, Airs in all flavors
White tees and fitteds

Backwoods and spittage
Thats haze for you dudes who dont get it
I smoke silver and strawberry

Easy ball like Maurberry you know I'm not the ordinary
Keep one that keep one
Yeah my (*##$ bag (*##$es too

We the illest crew
Nothin change but the rims upgrade
Its quarters now, and I'm on it now

So hop in, I pull off like toupes
The only thing I rock on my hip thats two ways
My (*##$, my beeper, Bleek keep two heaters

Still fillin the city with two seaters
And you know how I does it when I'm doin it
Black coupin it (*##$ I keep two in it


[Chorus - repeat twice]


[Verse 3]
I live wild, I ain't Q cousin Day-Day
Anytime I want, I take they K

Next Friday, till November
Take two more weeks I'll be home in December
You know I move like that

The game all mad cause I'm back with my tool like that
I'm in that big body truck
That I whip through the sky like I don't give a $#&@

Got trucks with drivers, cars low mileage
Just copped it, I drove it and parked it
Truthfully thats my Sunday wheel

And your wife, real nice, she my Sunday feel
^!$$%, I got one day for her still ok for her
But by sunrise I go to one high

You know I'm up and out
Hit the brake clutch throw it in first, easy gone


[Chorus - repeat twice]

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