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Da von Mill
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Hey love, you got it goin' on
I watched you for years
Watch your bra size bloss
Shalont stay in your ears

Make me wanna sex you raw
The thought alone make my dick draw
Spit a ball in your pregnature
Quite your night job, sounds good

But the age thing got me shook
Tell you what, let's hit the mall
We'll blow them condoms
In your pocketbook

Alleviate the game, girl
Your world don't stop
Come this time next week
I'd have that cat on lock rock on

When you're walkin' down the street
With your casual wear
Rings on every single finger
With your braided up hair

Got your tattoo with your kid's name
And your anklet on too
What's the next man gotta do
To get next to you, rock on?

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Come back the way you swing it, rock on
Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Baby, rock on and on and on

Smooth skin, hair done, nails too
Juicy lips, phat hips, size five shoes
Girl, I'm feeling you

Two kids nice crib always clean
Put on next when we flex
How you scream
It's so good to me, yeah

Oh, let me show you
How I like your style
I'm crazy about you
So let me freak you now, oh

I see you like the game of hard ball
Refuse to choose, Shalont rules, baby girl
Third leg goin' on the shack shoes
You all laugh, cute face, breasts the bomb
Slum busts bubbler like Louis is Armstrong

Heard it from the Grape' besides you, the Grape that they love
Flirtin' mini skirtin' in your white Benz as buck
I'll shoot you up, plus, knock you down
On the same note, it ain't over till I stop
Or get in my last stroke, rock on

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Come back the way you swing it, rock on
Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Baby, rock on and on and on

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Come back the way you swing it, rock on
Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Baby, rock on and on and on
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Come back the way you swing it, rock on
Oh girl, you got me thinkin'

Rock on with your bad self, rock on
Go 'head with your bad self, rock on
Baby, rock on and on and on

Rock on, rock on, rock on
Rock on, rock on, rock on
Baby, rock on and on and on
Da von Mill   Next      Hey love, you got it goin' on   I watched you for years   Watch your bra size bloss   Shalont stay in your ears      Make me wanna sex you raw   The thought alone make my dick draw   Spit a ball in your pregnature   Quite your night job, sounds good      But the age thing got me shook   Tell you what, let's hit the mall   We'll blow them condoms   In your pocketbook      Alleviate the game, girl   Your world don't stop   Come this time next week   I'd have that cat on lock rock on      When you're walkin' down the street   With your casual wear   Rings on every single finger   With your braided up hair      Got your tattoo with your kid's name   And your anklet on too   What's the next man gotta do   To get next to you, rock on?      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Come back the way you swing it, rock on   Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Baby, rock on and on and on      Smooth skin, hair done, nails too   Juicy lips, phat hips, size five shoes   Girl, I'm feeling you      Two kids nice crib always clean   Put on next when we flex   How you scream   It's so good to me, yeah      Oh, let me show you   How I like your style   I'm crazy about you   So let me freak you now, oh      I see you like the game of hard ball   Refuse to choose, Shalont rules, baby girl   Third leg goin' on the shack shoes   You all laugh, cute face, breasts the bomb   Slum busts bubbler like Louis is Armstrong      Heard it from the Grape' besides you, the Grape that they love   Flirtin' mini skirtin' in your white Benz as buck   I'll shoot you up, plus, knock you down   On the same note, it ain't over till I stop   Or get in my last stroke, rock on      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Come back the way you swing it, rock on   Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Baby, rock on and on and on      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Come back the way you swing it, rock on   Oh girl, you got me thinkin', rock on      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Baby, rock on and on and on   Yeah, yeah, yeah      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Come back the way you swing it, rock on   Oh girl, you got me thinkin'      Rock on with your bad self, rock on   Go 'head with your bad self, rock on   Baby, rock on and on and on      Rock on, rock on, rock on   Rock on, rock on, rock on   Baby, rock on and on and on