Yung Joc - Jockin lyrics
rate meDaddy, Im Not Tryna Be Funny Or Nothing
But They Sure Is Jockin
They Keep Joc-Ing (Oh Yeah)
They Keep Joc-Ing (Thats Right)
This I Know (Say What)
This I Know (Oh What'cha Doin?)
I Gets Money On Da Low
Im Choppin 24's (Ah Ah Ah)
Im Kown To Cut'cha Ho'
So I Need Ta Let'cha Know (Ah Ah Ah)
Dont Hate Me
Dont Hate Me
All Flava Bapes
Joc Laced 'em First
Jolly Rancha Birst, Wrist Watch Starburst
Ya Need A Couple Stacks
Come & Get It, Cash Money
Ya Call Dat Ballin, Well Shawty Dats Gas Money
Paying U Da Weight Man, Naw I Dont Buy It
If I Get Knocked Da Whole Block Go On A Diet
Ya Babymama Luv Me
Baby Sister Like Me
If Ya Say My Name, Watch Dem Ho's Get Excited
Aint My Fault, Dey Cant Help If Dey Blush
Im Not Omarion, But Dey Wanna Be Touched
& It Dont Matter Where, In My House Or In My Car
They Jus Wanna Get Down Wit A Superstar
They Keep Joc-Ing (Oh Yeah)
They Keep Joc-Ing (Thats Right)
This I Know (Say What)
This I Know (Oh What'cha Doin?)
I Gets Money On Da Low
Im Choppin 24's (Ah Ah Ah)
Im Kown To Cut'cha Ho'
So I Need Ta Let'cha Know (Ah Ah Ah)
Dont Hate Me (Come On Na)
Dont Hate Me
A Dolla 50 On Da Kicks
I Like Nice Shit
Ask Da Price Tag On My Swag, Priceless
I Keep A Semi-Auto, I Can Drop Ya Top Wit It
So Dont Make Me Snap, I'll Make U Lean & Rock Wit It
Dressed To Impress
Fly Like Da Birds
Open Up Da Zip & Now Da Whip Smell Like Purp
New Joc City Beatin Through Ya 15's
Alpine Amps, Push Button Flip Screens
Nigga Watch'cha Ashes, Dont Burn Da Seats (Hol'up Pimp)
Candy On Da Classic, Ya Holla Trick Or Treat
Niggaz Got Jokes So Dey Call Me Jock-Strap
But If A Nigga Think Im Slow, Ya Betta Tell 'em Joc Strapped
They Keep Joc-Ing (Oh Yeah)
They Keep Joc-Ing (Thats Right)
This I Know (Say What)
This I Know (Oh What'cha Doin?)
I Gets Money On Da Low
Im Choppin 24's (Ah Ah Ah)
Im Kown To Cut'cha Ho'
So I Need Ta Let'cha Know (Ah Ah Ah)
Dont Hate Me (Come On Na)
Dont Hate Me
Im Often By Da Tap
I Do Dis Jus 4 Fun
Its Dark When I Enter, When I Leave Break Of Dawn
The One & Gucci Shades Block Rays From The Sun
Call In Sick, Cuz Ya Day's Jus Begun
Pleasure Pineapple Juice, 80 Proof, Barcardi Rum
Liquor On My Breath, So I Keep A Pack Of Gum
I Keep Da Hemi Cocked, So U Know Its Not On Safe (Yezzir)
Potna Dont Hate, Ya Minds A Terrible Thing To Waste
Block Got Da Keys To Da Suite, Im On Da Way
Dolla Got Dem Hoochies Poppin Coochie, Givin Face
5-4-3-2-1 Its A Wrap
Heck Da Sound Scan, Im On Fire Like Da Trap
They Keep Joc-Ing (Oh Yeah)
They Keep Joc-Ing (Thats Right)
This I Know (Say What)
This I Know (Oh What'cha Doin?)
I Gets Money On Da Low
Im Choppin 24's (Ah Ah Ah)
Im Kown To Cut'cha Ho'
So I Need Ta Let'cha Know (Ah Ah Ah)
Dont Hate Me (Come On Na)
Dont Hate Me
