[Hook]
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn roll with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em
We gonn roll with em

We gonn rock with em, roll with em
Spend a little dough on her
Nevermind the other guys, I got control of her
Rockstar status, automatic control for her
Never took a trip with a superstar, push over
J author, never leave the crib for her
23 spin while I pose by the testarosa
I’m conceeded and I ride by, never say hi
I guess that I’m that type of guy
With that type to prize
See the leather inside, wood grain, steering wheel
The hills is where I reside
And there’s no need to lie, rock star till I die
And you can see me 

[Hook]   x 2
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn roll with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em
We gonn roll with em

The freak said j author went too far
Everywhere I look niggas wanna be rock stars
With their rockin chains, gold head rings
Since you rock and roll now, welcome to the team
It’s a couple rules of follow, one, never have a bottle
Un empty, ...pour it up and get fucked
Number 2, only bad chicks, rockstar status
She gotta be a wild bitch
Number 3, one finger up and 4 fingers down
... be the label, thug rock be the sound
All in together now, we gonn make the south proud
Open up your mind fire, go ahead and scream it loud

[Hook]
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn roll with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em, yeah, yeah
We gonn rock with em
We gonn roll with em

Said this is all we do, f you pay me, so fuck you
Said this is all we do, f you pay me, so fuck you
Said this is all we do, f you pay me, so fuck you
Said this is all we do, f you pay me, so fuck you.