Rock On

Da "von" Mill

Next

Hey love, you got it goin' on

I watched you for years

Watch the bra size bloss

Shalont stay in ya ears

Make me wanna sex you raw

The thought alone make my dick draw

Spit a ball in your pregnature

Quite your night job, sounds good

But the age thing got me shook

Tell you what, let's hit the mall

We'll blow them condoms in your pocketbook

Alleviate the game girl

Your world don't stop

Come this time next week

I'll have that cat on lock, rock on

When you're walking down the street

With your casual wear

Rings on every single finger

With your braided up hair

Got your tatoo with your kid's name

And your anklet on too

What's the Next men gotta do

To get next to you, rock on

[1]- Rock on wit your bad self (Rock on)

Go 'head wit your bad self (Rock on)

I like the way ya swing it (Rock on)

Oh, girl you got me thinkin' (Rock on)

Rock on wit your bad self (Rock on)

Go 'head wit your bad self (Rock on)

Baby, rock on and on and on

Smooth skin, hair done, nails too

Juicy lips, phat hips, size five shoes

Girl, I'm feeling you

Two kids, nice crib, always clean

Put on Next when we flex, how you scream

It's so good to me, yeah

Oh, let me show you how I like your style

I'm crazy about you

So let me freak you now, oh

I see you like the game of hard ball

Refuse to choose, Shalont rules, baby girl

Third leg gong on the shack shoes

You all laugh

Cute face, breasts the bomb

Slum busts, blubber like Louis's Armstrong

Heard it from the grape'

Besides, you the grape that they like

Flirtin', mini skirtin' in your white Benz as buck

I'll shoot you up plus knock you down

And on the same note

It ain't over till I stop or get in my last stroak

Rock on

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