Sounded Like A Roc Lyrics - Singles - Kmd

There it is, there it is, boy, oh yeah 

There it is, there it is, buddy, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, they seem to know 

The time but let's see 

It's my thing, yo, it's my thing, the way I swing 

Not even an orangutan can hang on my ding-ding 

Saved by the bell rang, I talk, yell, whisper 

Mumble street slang with no doubt 

You tumble if I flip don't make me shout with my vocal lip 

A hip hugger, I'll mug ya, if fun to know 

Slow and steady wins a race, I keeps a steady pace 

In a chase, I'm bookin', cookin' feet don't fail me 

5-0's can't see me, catch me to jail me 

Walk the plank, ya damn dime droppers 

Snitches get stitches, why, oh, why 

Does my trigger finger itches? Corrupt 

I follow my nose it always knows it 

Open the draw bridge close it, close it 

A doo doo lyric, I snuck in 'cause I chose it 

Long ding-a-ling dong, there big booties grows it 

Up, up and away, we go across the border 

To Mexico, suck my toe, doo doo browns my color 

No water down, no cut 

A jewel to a fool is like pearls to big butt 

Swine, I strut on the sidewalk and don't touch the line 

Escalate never decline 

I'm gonna get mine, don't try to take mine 

No my kneecaps ain't blacker than my black behind 

The bush, I touch tush 

So beware of the grin of my evil eyeball glare 

I's a wise guy, yeah, a smartalec 

Like it or kiss me where the sun don't shine like metallic, ka-blaow 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

(They thought I didn't know) 

It sounded like a roc 

One double 9 tre, dumbbells I lift it 

Just for the taste of it coke I won't sniff it 

Ya party pooper, you never stop my frontings 

I guess he owns a dust ya, I run things 

Popcorn, mama, you can sniff my sock 

I's a hard headed nigga, my head is like a roc 

So so leave me B, boy, I'll be boppin' 

When I chug-a-lug alone it ain't no stoppin', hoppin' 

Skin to skin, now I must stall 

Jimmy hats ain't even made like Rubbermaid at all 

If I be over stressed, over tryin' under arms 

Cooking like onions, you'll be crying 

Boo-hoo-hoo but I gets the hoorays 

From sunrise to sunset for days 

All in the Kool-aide, don't know the flavor 

Taste buds shot, waistlines duds 

I love to slama on bad ass behavior 

Call me Sub, I roll underground like Chuds 

Cease with the wack, I'm never ever booty over that 

I got my cootie shots for the cootie for the body 

The hottie, I might use Karate 

Snap back, 15 minutes I'll be off duty, ka-blam 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It's a break Zev love X and Subroc 

For ninety tre crew massive deep 

Constipated monkeys defecating 

That old hard shit and ya don't quit 

It sounded like a what? It sounded like a boulder 

It sounded like a land yo slide up over 

I need my room, to huff and puff 

These bastards be soft like marshmallow fluff 

Step up, wrong move, you catch a back smack 

Or a blackout so be out black 

Let's play catch a bad one ya caught it 

I'll take your thumping heart and smote it 

Then I grab my wood, I grab my rope 

Over there ya have that same ole shit, here ya don't 

Oh no, you don't gimme that black 

Now you sing the blues while your eye's black 

Don't need to flaunt, no need to front 

I see right through, you very blunt 

Add the two nonchalant, I do what I want 

If I be ghost, expect me back to haunt, ka-blaw 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

It sounded like a roc 

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Constipated monkeys doo-doo 

Dropping shit like that