I Rock, I Roll lyrics

by

Big Boi


{*Mystikal's "human door" opens twice*}

Huh, BOOM! Huh.. guess who it is?
I rock, I roll.. tear this motherf*cker up (tear this motherf*cker up)
Let's get ready to rumble!!

[Mystikal]
I come in this b*tch to get paid to bust flow, I come for the gumbo
They know me for kickin they ass from here to El Segundo
Let's get ready to rumble!!!
sh*t sparks, spit flames the coldest thing up under the sun though
Spendin your money on them n*ggas
You're wastin you time cause I'm the one hoe!
Smokin the blunt smoke, stay out of my bundle
I swung with the blast, I've never been matched
I hop on the track like a jump rope
I come with the guillotine to cutthroat
Holdin it down, f*ckin y'all up
But the rest of them suckers be unsho'
Me? YEAH, I'm blessed - if you don't know
Pack a big boner, heavy strutured AND hung low
Wrecking-ball nuts and di*k touch the flo'
If it's on yo' chest then b*tch let me know!!
I hope you don't think I'm a runnin
I know you don't think I'm scared
You must of forgot who the f*ck that I am
The man with the braids - BEWARE!!
That's yo' ASS Mr. Postman
Got them n*ggas stompin and swingin with both hands
[Chorus 2X: Mystikal]
I rock, I roll
Tear this motherf*cker up - let's get ready to rumble!
Shuttin systems down! You ready for war?
Start somethin, start fightin

Chorus 1/2 again

[Mystikal]
Bats and pipes - broken bottles, glass, and knives
Jump in the mix and don't handle yo' business
And a n*gga gon' turn out yo' lights!!
You'll be gettin' yo' stupid ass up
Askin' the people "Which one of y'all hit me?"
I don't know the way you went down looked like the ground was slippery
Attack 'em with sawed-offs, and n*ggas get throwed off
The party get called off, when n*ggas get sawed-offs
Go get my meat to meet and give me that raw dog
You, go get you a nasty, givin that pus*y you bought off
I come with the real
I be with them n*ggas with booted up grills
We don't do promotional shows that sh*t don't pay my bills
Keep it in the ballin ballin, promoters callin
Videos jumpin off n*gga this the real New Orleans!
My neck of the woods, my side of the hood my part of town
Thugs, drugs, and violence - y'all n*ggas is watered down
When I perform I'm that calm
And I'm the sh*t on the record I hit the studio and show 'em!
[Chorus]

[Mystikal]
I rock, I roll
I roll, we by hype
Knockin 'em out, throwin 'em away, keep 'em off
Takin 'em out, bustin they head, breakin 'em off!

[Chorus]

{*Mystikal ad libs to fade*}
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