Bedrock Lyrics: Young Money ft. Lloyd

Bedrock Lyrics: Young Money ft. Lloyd


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I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock
I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock gurl
I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock
I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock

She got that good, she Michael Jackson bad, Im attracted to her, but
her attracted fast.
And now we murders because we kill time and I cut lights out and she
still shine. I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave. But I keep
her running back and forth like a soccer team.
Cold as a winter day, hot as a summers eve, Young Money thieves steal
ya heart with ease.

I like the way you walking if you walking my way, Im that red bull now
lets fly away. Let’z buy a place with all kind of space i let chu be the
judge and and im the case. Im Gutta Gutta i put her under I see me
with her, no Stevey Wonder. She don’t even wonder cause she kno she’s
bad and I got her niggah, grocery bag.

Oooh baby I be stuck to you like glue baby.
Wanna spend it all on you baby.
My room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flinstone cause I can make ya
bedrock.

Okay aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.
Aye aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.[2x]

Okay I get it, let me think i guess its my turn.
Maybe its time to put this pussy on ya sideburns he says Im bad, he
probably right, he pushing me like buttons down on a Friday night.
(ha ha ha)
Im so pretty like me on my peddle bike, he on my low starch, he on my
echo whites. He say Nicki dont stop you dha bestest and I just be
coming on the top as bestest.

I love you too Sharro, hotter that wesabby I race for your love, Shake
and bake, ricky bobby. Im at the W but I can meet you in the lobby.
Gurl, I gotta watch ma back cause Im just not anybody. I see them
stand in line just to get beside her I let her see the assent and let the
rest surprise her. This one will disappear you need GPS to find her. Oh
that was your gurl, I thought i recognized her.

Oooh baby I be stuck to you like glue baby.
Wanna spend it all on you baby.
My room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flinstone cause I can make ya
bedrock.

Okay aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.
Aye aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.[2x]

She like tearing dha, im like sharing that she like the momansand. I like
rolling with friends, she said im caged in. I think her consents is. She
watching that oxygen, im watching ESPN. But when that show ends she
under my skin, lotion, double motians, rollercostand, like back forth,
hold it.


She pose like its her posters, and I pope like im supposta to take this
photo for me if you for me, she said don’t chu ever show this, im to
loyal, and to focus, to be losing, and be hopeless, when I spoke it she
be doing sticks send words get me open so I closed it, with the clothes
im only loving for the moment.

She ain’t got a man, but she’s not alone, Ms. Independent yes she got
her own. Hey gorgeous, um I mean floor-less well thats whatcha are
how I see you is how I call it. Yeah, look on how she walks, who knew
she knew she was bad. Do your thing baby, I ain’t even mad, and I ain’t
leaving fast, imma stay awhile hold ya head chris imma . . . say okay.

Oooh baby I be stuck to you like glue baby.
Wanna spend it all on you baby.
My room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flinstone cause I can make ya
bedrock.

Okay aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.
Aye aye aye I-I-I-I can make ya bedrock aye aye aye.[2x]

Aye aye aye whatcha name aye aye aye aye
Yung Lloyd . . .
Young Mulla Baby . . .

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~ by Frankie on 02/14/2010.

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