The Romp Y’all lyrics

by

Mac Dre


[Intro]
The riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, Romp, y'all
The riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, Romp, y'all
(Yeah!) The ri—, the ri—, the ri—, Romp, y'all
Coming with the real sh*t
Mac Dre is in the place to stay
It don't stop, y'all; it don't stop, y'all
It's the riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, Romp, y'all

[Verse]
One more time back at you
With a nice smooth beat to rap to
It's young MD from the Romp, baby
And I'm on my way to the top, baby
I got a one-way ticket, there's no return
So sucker MC's better wait your turn
'Cause I'm a fly young brother with the gift to gab
And b*tch, don't let it get ya mad
I be straight Chev' strikin', and never would I be hikin'
Lotsa dank and lotsa dank is what a n*gga be likin'
Straight Romp bandit, the rollers can't understand it
When they run up in my house and come out empty-handed
Ugh, they can't touch Dre
'Cause I'm a cold Crest creeper making much pay
Doing it, the only way I know how
And these many of styles got me on top of the pile
Making M-A-I-L, hear what I spell
Rollers tried to keep me in the J-A-I-L
But I B-A-I-L, spending my mail
Just to get out of the C-double E-L (the C-double-E-L)
Tryna come up for my homeboy Mike
The game is thick and I'm keepin' it tight
And for my homeboy Waggs up in W-Ridge
We still be smoking the dank, mayne, and lovin' to sig
And for Freaky and D up in Dewitt
They can't stop Romps 'cause Romps won't quit
When you see two R's, you see true stars
When you see two R's, you see true stars
It don't stop, y'all; don't stop, y'all
The riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, Romp, y'all

[Outro]
Romp y'all
Romp y'all
The riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, riggedy, Romp, y'all
And it don't quit
Keep coming with the real sh*t
'Cause n*ggas like us just won't quit
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