Harley rock the party move ya body wassup, wassup everybody start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start it up (vroom, vroom) start
go now and it's on yeah and you don't stop Brandy is in tha house and you don't stop until tha body rock keep it on and you don't stop rock on
, color of Willy Wonka You can be the king, but watch the queen conquer Okay, first thing's first: I'll eat your brains Then I'mma start rocking gold
When you feel your heart?s guarded And you see the break?s started When the clouds have all departed You'll be right here with me B rock, uh, Darkchild
just rock it, rock it, rock it, whoa So much confusion, yeah 'Cause everybody's losing it It's feeling like a festival tonight with them flashing lights And we rock it, rock
America, I present to you Nicole, along with ficky fre, fre e, fre e, fresh [Nicole:] Take a long look Cause I'm here tonight Time to step out Start
by. I'm buyin in the skeptics, Skeptics mess with, the confidence in my eyes I'm seeing all the angles, starts to get tangled I start to comprimise
next to him I do me bitch what are you doin teardrop tune got you bitches boo hoo?in Weezy F baby ga ga goo goo?in and girl I swear if you start chewing
we all got really happy Grabbed a bowl of that skyline chili along the way Then we rolled on into Canton scared the hell out of Marilyn Manson And the party started
It's time to start the party if ya'll don't mind Me and "E" clean our Adidas with 409 He rocks the highs,I dog the bass Ya wanna hear us rock? Here's
got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night before Possed to the corner where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started
Thanks to jigga@hot.ee for these lyrics. It starts like this Just cock and lick it Gats hit harder than fists The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted
with radio With this, uh, McCarron-Walter? Act and a lot of other ways Is start by saying that they're protecting the public From wicked rock bands or
, get your moneyman (Ice-T baby) Get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman (Chorus: Ice-T) Rock your hammers back cussers that's
shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil E makes the records spin Islam drops the beats that you rock
a fool Don't get me wrong, most fellas do rock They put their hands in the air, they take the show to the top They start rockin' with the ladies once