It Sounded Like A Roc - Vocal

There it is, there it is, boy

Aw yeah

There it is, there it is, buddy

Aw yeah, uh-huh

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, it's season on the time, but um

Let's see

It's my thing, yo, it's my thing

The way I swing, not even a rang-a-tang could hang

On my ding-ding, saved by the bell rang

I talk, yell, whisper, mumble street slang

With no doubt, you'll tumble if I flip

Don't make me shout with my vulgar lip

A hip hugger, I'll mug ya if one me knows

Slow and steady wins the race

I keeps a steady pace in the chase

I'm buckin', cookin', feet don't fail me

Five-O's can't see me, catch me to jail me

Walk the plank, the jag dime droppers

Snitches get stitches, why oh why does my trigger finger itches?

Correct, I follow my nose, it always knows it

Open a drawbridge, close it, close it

A doo-doo lyric, I snuck in 'cause I chose it

Long ding-a-ling dong there, big booties grows it

Up, up, up and away

We go across the border to Mexico, suck my toe

Doo-doo brown's my color, no water down, no cut

A jewel to a fool is like pearls to pig butts

Swine, I strut on the sidewalk and don't touch the line

Escalate, never decline

I'm gonna get mine, don't try to take mine

No, my kneecaps ain't blacker than my black behind

The bush I touch, tush, so beware

Of the grin or my evil eyeball glare

As a wise guy, yeah, a smart aleck

Like it and kiss me where the sun don't shine like metallic

Ka-blam!

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

One double nine tre, dumbbells, I lift it

Just for the taste of it, coke I won't sniff it

You party pooper, you'll never stop my fun tings

Like Jesse Owens, I'll duck ya, I run tings

Popcorn mama, you can sniff my sock

I's a hard-headed nigga, my head is (like a rock)

So, so leave your feet, boy, I be boppin'

When I chugga-lugga low, it ain't no stoppin'

Hoppin' skin to skin, now I'm a stall

Gym hats ain't even made like Rubbermaid at all

If I be overstressed, overtryin'

Underarms cookin' like onions, you be cryin'

Boo-hoo, but I get the hoorays

From sunrise to sunset for days

All in the Kool-Aid, don't know the flavor

Taste buds shot, punchlines dodge

I left the slammer on bad-ass behavior

Call me Zup, I roll underground like turds

Cease with the wack, I'm never ever booty

Oh, for that I got my cootie shots for the cootie

For the body, the hottie, I might use karate

Snap neck, fifteen minutes I'll be off duty

Ka-blam!

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

Biz-a-break, several of X and some rough and naughty tre

Crew massive deep, constipated monkeys

Defecatin' that old hard shit and you don't quit

It's soundin' like a what? It's soundin' like a boulder

It's soundin' like a land yo slide up over

I need my room to huff and puff

These bastards be soft like marshmallow fluff

Step up, wrong move, you get the back smack

Or a blackout, so be out, black

Let's play catch, a bad one you caught it

I'll take your thumpin' heart and snort it

Then I grab my wood, I grab my rope

Over there you have that same old shit

Hey, you don't, oh no you don't

Give me that back, now you sing the blues while your eyes black

Don't need to flaunt, no need to front

I see right through you, very blunt

Attitude nonchalant, I do what I want

If I be ghostin', X-pect me back to haunt

Ka-blam!

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

It sounds like a rock

El Muerto Cucaracha

Once again, the El Muerto Cucaracha cha-cha, boy

Don't approach

Constipated monkeys, doo-doo, droppin' shit like that