Hardball movie - Who Ya Love lyrics
rate meSong by R.O.C.<br /><br>
Yo Bent, let's get to the club man<br>
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[Hook]<br>
R-O-C, if this is what ya want<br>
Then put cha' hands up high and keep em' up<br>
My dudes, my dimes then this is what cha' get<br>
All playa, makin' paper, breakin' haters represent<br>
So So, let's go, the D to the EF<br>
Now put cha' hands up high and keep em' up<br>
Let's drink and smoke and tear the party up<br>
Now put cha' hands up again and tell me who ya love<br>
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[Verse 1]<br>
Clothes, cash, cars, glass<br>
Mary Blige or the cranberry and naj<br>
22 wenches are so often witches<br>
A couple of mansions, a couple of Benz's<br>
Flows is endless, dough tremendous<br>
No one comprehends is the way I pen this<br>
All of my men's is in jeans and Tims's<br>
Came to get the club doors off the hinges<br>
Wired right now, turn these lights down<br>
The DJ booth's on fire right now<br>
Middle of the club with the thugs, I'm iced down<br>
Half grape juice, half papaya right now<br>
All my ladies, let's be swayzie<br>
My man got the Bentley, I got the Mercedes<br>
So let's just say we, hit 280<br>
And rep for the Bricks cause my hook is crazy<br>
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[Hook]<br>
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[Verse 2]<br>
Say (HIT ME ROC!)<br>
All of the women in the club<br>
Who love feelin' the villains and thugs<br>
Say (HIT ME ROC!)<br>
Maybe I will<br>
But the dress, heels, head gotta be ill, but still<br>
I tear they brain up with hella game<br>
Numb chicks like novicaine every time I flow a game<br>
The best that has ever came<br>
Remember Mary Blige told you I was everything<br>
It's still the same, reala game, illa chain<br>
Used to pump cane up in Jersey, over where Lauryn Hill would hang<br>
But now it's just an overseas villa thang<br>
I love to hear my name, ladies would you say again<br>
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[Hook]<br>
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[Verse 3]<br>
Like this, like that, and like this and uh<br>
My machine gun funks like Christopher<br>
Now let me see y'all jump, bounce, get up<br>
Puff something, pop something, slug till ya spit up<br>
I'm so lit up<br>
Used to have love fuckin' girls in my heart but my chain froze it up<br>
You know what's up, 9-7 grid<br>
I come through in a crooked letter UV<br>
Dippin' missin' competitions<br>
Only wishin' for the mortician<br>
6-4 sits on hydro suspension (Bounce)<br>
Manuscriptin' my intuition (Bounce)<br>
Shine and glitzin' my mind is missin'<br>
But any beat chu' find, the rhyme just sits in the loop (Uh huh)<br>
And ain't no substitute<br>
I'm a fly motherfucker all about the loot, come on<br>
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[Hook]<br>
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[Verse 4]<br>
Say (PICK ME ROC!)<br>
All of my mommies in the party, movin' they body<br>
When you see me at the bar say (PICK ME ROC!)<br>
Then show me ya thong, and it's on<br>
Come on all my ladies sing along<br>
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[Hook]<br>
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