Top Songs By R. Jamar
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrance Spiller
Songwriter
Reginald Jamar Peoples
Songwriter
Lyrics
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
If I'm rocking she rolling
You just dial my number Im a slide
Drop the top up on you baby you know Im a vibe Aye, Aye
Ain't no nigga like me in the 9
Pull up, get you right, and then I take you for a ride Aye, Aye
You just gotta say what's on you mind
Sipping on that drank, it get you open every time Aye, Aye
You all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
Said you all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
(We you love Superstar)
And I mean every word
Fuck what you heard I'll move the herds to give you what you deserve
Popping shit with all my niggas, mix the drank with the herbs
I love it when she on my bed but never get on my nerves, yessir
Been moving different
Sometimes the wisest thing to do is just sit back and listen
This real estate about about to put me up a half a ticket
Not to mention niggas who hated now wanna join the vision
Love it but I never risk it
But I can superstar ya life and I can grant ya wishes
And I can put you up on game and help you start a business
I like my watches plain jane and my women thickened
You know the saying, thick thighs a save a Churches Chicken
Let me stop, this a bop, it don't make no sense
Girl you hot, way too hot, let me talk my shit
Should I cop the German drop, I've been on the fence
But fuck it I'm not your average cat so hit me with the kit
Wassup
You just dial my number Im a slide
Drop the top up on you baby you know Im a vibe Aye, Aye
Ain't no nigga like me in the 9
Pull up, get you right, and then I take you for a ride Aye, Aye
You just gotta say what's on you mind
Sipping on that drank, it get you open every time Aye, Aye
You all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
Said you all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
And you just gotta say what's on your mind
That drank get you open every time
And your eyes tell the calmest lies
Coke bottle bod
But you're more like a shake with fries
Can I get it super sized
If we talking legs and thighs
They gotta match if Im a strike that
Apple of my eye got everybody trying to bite that
Know these niggas thirsty so throw it back like a Thursday
Dark brown caramel skin
Her complexion color Hersheys
Lord have mercy
Pockets too deep
I know that your wants and needs never hurt me
Aspirations power your journey
Upgraded from that Dodge Journey
Enjoy being around you
Got fakes and phonies around me
Like parents of a fly nigga
I know they trying to ground me
Drink to much I might start spilling truth
My life is fabulous I ain't even have to chip my tooth
Voice command in the whip a disappear my roof
Nah I ain't got that shit yet but it sound cool
(True)
You just dial my number Im a slide
Drop the top up on you baby you know Im a vibe Aye, Aye
Ain't no nigga like me in the 9
Pull up, get you right, and then I take you for a ride Aye, Aye
You just gotta say what's on you mind
Sipping on that drank, it get you open every time Aye, Aye
You all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
Said you all that with Coke up on the Side Aye, Aye
(We love you Superstar)
Writer(s): Terrance Spiller
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