Rock ‘n’ Roll

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

(Verse:)
I'm boutto tip my damn attorney got me outta jail
Came up out that bitch just like a bat up outta hell
I been wildin since I touched down I been goin hard
Smokin weed & poppin xannies hoe I'm in the stars

Fuck the prosecutor nigga & your honor too
Bitch I'm outchea doin whatever I wanna do
I can't rock w/ none these fake hoes, they can get the Draco
I been goin w/ no favors, bitch without no label

I know all these hoes gon love me when I get that bag!
I know all these niggas gon hate, I'm gon have suckas mad !
Money on the table, stuff it in the Louis bag
Everything these niggas do is fake, they jewelry trash

Yeah

(Chorus):
Sex
Drugs
Rock & Roll

Sex
Drugs
Rock & Roll

Checks
Plugs
Lock & Load

Sex
Drugs
Rock & Roll

(Verse):
Striking out the pound
Burn it to the ground
Money in the ground
Can't bring nobody round

This AK.. take your nose off
Don't play, play
Don't doze off
Yeah

White girls, doin white
Off white, Range Rove
White jewels, moving light
Might just.. take those

I can't fuck around with these snakes
No, no, no snakes, yeah
Yeah

Tell em raise the stakes
Serve ya head on a plate
Fuck the DEA
We don't trust no CIA
IRS keep sendin shit
Fuck that I be spendin shit

No, no money for the government, just

(Chorus):
Sex
Drugs
Rock & Roll

Sex
Drugs
Rock & Roll

Checks
Plugs
Lock & Load

Sex
Drugs
Rock & roll

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah