"Rock With It (Remix)" lyrics
(feat. Rubi Rose)
Yeah, uh
(It's Trax season bruh)
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm tryna lean wit it, rock wit it, bop wit it
Throw it back for my nigga, I'mma thot wit it
He got my legs like a Lamborghini, to the ceilin'
And he ain't going nowhere until I'm finished (Yeah)
How you fuckin' on dat nigga and still ain't got shit (Huh)
How you got your body done but you still big? (Huh)
Yeah, he paying for my nails, flight, and the crib
Got him cummin' quick, this pussy got good grip
Up and down, he be like how you do dat there
Do it slow, watch it go from right to left
When I walk in a room, niggas lose they breath
Make a bitch wanna move like yeah, yeah, yeah
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
You know them hoes get they sauce from saucy
Material girl, you know I'm costly
I should be a dentist the way I'm flossin'
That's a beatbox, this pussy talkin'
Yeah, Dineros on Melrose, I get that bread
Don't get your heart broke, goin' through that nigga text thread
But bring yo Nike's if you checkin' me
But ain't no checkin' me, respectfully
I spy a rich nigga (Oh, I'm curious)
He got a big figure (Bitch, is you serious)
Ducked off, laid back (He mysterious)
I'mma make that nigga move (Make him delirious)
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Slow down, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
(It's Trax season bruh)
(It's Trax season bruh)
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm tryna lean wit it, rock wit it, bop wit it
Throw it back for my nigga, I'mma thot wit it
He got my legs like a Lamborghini, to the ceilin'
And he ain't going nowhere until I'm finished (Yeah)
How you fuckin' on dat nigga and still ain't got shit (Huh)
How you got your body done but you still big? (Huh)
Yeah, he paying for my nails, flight, and the crib
Got him cummin' quick, this pussy got good grip
Up and down, he be like how you do dat there
Do it slow, watch it go from right to left
When I walk in a room, niggas lose they breath
Make a bitch wanna move like yeah, yeah, yeah
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
You know them hoes get they sauce from saucy
Material girl, you know I'm costly
I should be a dentist the way I'm flossin'
That's a beatbox, this pussy talkin'
Yeah, Dineros on Melrose, I get that bread
Don't get your heart broke, goin' through that nigga text thread
But bring yo Nike's if you checkin' me
But ain't no checkin' me, respectfully
I spy a rich nigga (Oh, I'm curious)
He got a big figure (Bitch, is you serious)
Ducked off, laid back (He mysterious)
I'mma make that nigga move (Make him delirious)
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Hold slow down, you gotta beat it up smooth
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
Make a bitch wanna move
Make a bitch wanna groove
Slow down, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
I'm feelin' my mood, don't step on my shoes
I'm in my vibe, I ain't tryna be rude
I wanna rock wit it, now rock wit it
Now rock wit it, now rock wit it
(It's Trax season bruh)
Writer(s): John Douglas Norris Iii, Rashad Jamiyl Spain
