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Twista

Rock Y'all Spot

 

Rock Y'all Spot

(album: Mobstability - 1998)


Haha, heh, last time for the mobsta
Get up in here and do our thang, heh
That's how we gon' do
Hahahaha

[Twista]
Get down to the club
Choking on sticky and everything was loved, oh yeah
Look here now
Then on came the lights, hey
All the niggas and bitches in the party was feeling high
Liffy Stokes bring it

[Liffy Stokes]
Tonight's gon' be the bomb, it's warm and calm
I got to take this cool in my arm with an ounce in my palm
I done took the bottle with Don, and I'm back for sure
Acting a fool, getting skully, mixing henny and mo
With plenty to draw, and we gotta blaze by the door
With too much M to the O from rushing the dance floor
Mob style running wild through every section and aisle
Drinking River, pissy now, collecting numbers to dial
Talking loud, flash the cheese just for the haters and keys
That try to catch me sooner so they can cease without the cheese
Through mobstability, y'all be killing me
With that weak shit, a nigga just came to party
With my guys and women probably pitching couple of innings
Break em down through my winnings and come out Detroit grinnin
With my paper and ladies on the E doing about eighty
Trying to get to the (?) so that freaky bitch can lay me

[Chorus]
When the mobstas rock y'all spot
Watch all the niggas and bitches start dancing
Big ballers wave y'all knots
'Cause y'all the ones playa haters can't stand with
The mobstas rock y'all spot
Watch all the niggas and bitches start dancing
Big ballers wave y'all knots
'Cause y'all the ones playa haters can't stand with

[Mayz]
I'm bending curves through the gym straight smoking and drinking
Westside, mob style, and the mink and the licking
Tripping on the cutie that's winking
'Cause she know we got the shit that rocks her block
And put the boom in your box and make your speakers pop
So I take this as my cue to make sure shorty don't snooze
The mobsta's rocking tonight at the House of Blues
With some mo and some crews and now she looking in dues
Talking about bringing our homies and putting on dancing shoes
It's like that y'all, let your paper stack tall
So when you hit the club you can ball and get some numbers to call
Don't worry about the playa haters leaning on the wall
Because when they get the gold and start to ball
They gonna have to fight us all to the end
Playas get a glass and a set of twins
In different clothes so they can be a thug's extend
'Cause when this party ends another begins it don't stop
So flash your knot and beep me at my guy's red shop

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Hey hey, oh suki-suki now, look here now, what's cooking now
Shook it shook it, child, shake it down, let's boogie now
From the hood and I be the chief, feeling good as taters and waiters
With playas with the ladies pulling up in big-riding Mercedes
This party gon' fade me, smoking with the brokes and the brothers
Cherry gators, yo dawg, this pocket's full hundreds and rollers
I'm kicking it out with tipping dipping off from the laws
In the glance of an eye with drawers, while they hustling just to ball
(?) so I bought a drink, sport a link, recall the mink
Hoe figure she was pretty and think maybe I ought to wink
And she takes a glance, party'a booming so maybe I got a chance
This cutie got too much booty and I asked her to dance
Flipping 50s in my hand, champagne all up in my face
Taking pictures, (?) close 'em all bitches' probably in the place
Straight po pimping, I'm tripping (?) it's the weekend
Steady quicking, take a pimping and pay the scraps for sneaking
'Cause when the...

[Chorus til End]

Throw it up, are you a true money maker
Throw it up, 'cause you a big time playa

[Repeat til End]

done

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