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    "I Wanna Rock" Lyrics


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    It's your Yelawolf partner catfish bizzle got these
    ho's poppin. Poppin up like an echo.
    Keep them gassed up yeah I'm pumping them with the
    petrol nickle bag dippin I'll meet ya down at the Citgo
    yeah I sell a little yeah thats how I lick em yeah
    thats what I give them yeah thats how I sick em throwing
    a hot potatoe these hot potatoes I ship em from a bucket
    I lift them these home fries I hit em ketch up you
    hungry then you better lick em,
    you wanna see a cracker up close theres a picked one
    speaking of a picked one we get up crunk way it up
    freestyles bitch I can make a ton rappers like football
    it's a tricky punt but kick it up crimson tides already
    won bistro I'm a deadly gun rat rat rat pussy boy you
    a ready cunt don't make me reach for my machette son
    I cut students cut two bucks like I was Jackie Chan
    or Jackie chane pull back and bang I'm droppin change
    with a hand full of thoughts like I had a second brain
    so go head and take a crack at Wayne it won't drop
    thats a gun shot and you lack at aim from the back
    of the train to the caboose ya pull em out the game
    fuck bits I pull em out of the strange fuck it I pull
    them out of there lane now your playing chicken with
    a hot rod oh my god I went with a metal frame faggots
    you need a training bra just look at how your titties
    hang I'm a grown man I just let my nuts swang bust
    another tooth ahh thats another hockey puck slang how
    you get ice in alabama man cause I'm the fucking truth
    god bitch I freeze anything refrigerator parry is back
    again spread grey pupone all over your fucking cellaphane
    I'm serving yellow like the dope man figure this mutha
    fucka like cold train middle finger thumb hear my pain
    when the horns blow it's like a porn show I'm butt
    naked hip hop will never be the same
    This song was submitted on October 3rd, 2011.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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