"Over" lyrics
Rocko Da Don Lyrics
Whatchy'all thought we was gonna stay on vacation forever?
I gave y'all a year
Go ahead and do whatever you gon' try to do, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Guess what? Times up now niggas
Now just get ya shine on, but now it's over
Hey, goin two hunda they tried to pull me over
I'm runnin' fuel injected my motor, it's over
I paid a hunda just to do it over
Then copped that Panamara, bought my bitch a Rover
Bought a condo at the Twelve just for coca
Seventy K and [?] bought a couple sofas
I don't buck, I only bite, I'm like a doba
Man a nigga look at me wrong I swear its over
I wake up to the money erryday like Folgers
Do only what I wanna do never been a gopher
[?] soda popped a V, shipped it over
My granny told my auntie call me once its over
I'mma burn rubber over
Mean time I gotchya bitch I'm 'bout to fold her over
Over, over, over
Niggas in the South they tellin' me I'm they H.O.V.A
I told you niggas when I came it was gonna be over, it's over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over, its over
I had to shower yesterday, I wore it over
Dirty nigga I get clean when I meet my quota
Mix the coca with tha soda
I'm filthy rich and bitch I know you smell that odor
Ain't worried 'bout these nigga*s 'cause they know us
I swear to God these niggas fuck with me they over
I gotta meet my partna Temp he want that cola
Ain't gon' let me up on these niggas I keep they yola
Fifty for the 'Stang, trap up out a Cobra
Twenty-six for them thangs I racked 'em over
Might serve you yesterday, today I might not know ya
I sold some ice to buy some ice, I'm so bitchpolar
Damn a girl gon' say some to me I'm gon' hold her
Where I'm from if we don't know you we turn you over
Hit 'em wit the spatula and flip 'em over
Finesse 'em out the block then hit the block and go take over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over, its over
I gave y'all a year
Go ahead and do whatever you gon' try to do, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Guess what? Times up now niggas
Now just get ya shine on, but now it's over
Hey, goin two hunda they tried to pull me over
I'm runnin' fuel injected my motor, it's over
I paid a hunda just to do it over
Then copped that Panamara, bought my bitch a Rover
Bought a condo at the Twelve just for coca
Seventy K and [?] bought a couple sofas
I don't buck, I only bite, I'm like a doba
Man a nigga look at me wrong I swear its over
I wake up to the money erryday like Folgers
Do only what I wanna do never been a gopher
[?] soda popped a V, shipped it over
My granny told my auntie call me once its over
I'mma burn rubber over
Mean time I gotchya bitch I'm 'bout to fold her over
Over, over, over
Niggas in the South they tellin' me I'm they H.O.V.A
I told you niggas when I came it was gonna be over, it's over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over, its over
I had to shower yesterday, I wore it over
Dirty nigga I get clean when I meet my quota
Mix the coca with tha soda
I'm filthy rich and bitch I know you smell that odor
Ain't worried 'bout these nigga*s 'cause they know us
I swear to God these niggas fuck with me they over
I gotta meet my partna Temp he want that cola
Ain't gon' let me up on these niggas I keep they yola
Fifty for the 'Stang, trap up out a Cobra
Twenty-six for them thangs I racked 'em over
Might serve you yesterday, today I might not know ya
I sold some ice to buy some ice, I'm so bitchpolar
Damn a girl gon' say some to me I'm gon' hold her
Where I'm from if we don't know you we turn you over
Hit 'em wit the spatula and flip 'em over
Finesse 'em out the block then hit the block and go take over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over
The A1 pack jumpin' back, it's over
Over, over, over, over, it's over, over
If I finesse you ain't no sense in callin back
(Ugh uh, just gon' hang it up)
It's over
Blow it today, nigga tomorrow get it back
I get it over
Better shine now cause when I pull up at stacks
Its over, its over
