I Wanna Rock (Video Version) Lyrics

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Selected song name: I Wanna Rock (Video Version)
Singer Name: A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Lyrics written by: A Boogie wit da Hoodie

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Yeah
Young Gerry, it's gettin' scary
Oh


I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock 
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
1da finna let the raw ba** drop


If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then


I don't want friends, I just want M's
I don't follow trends, I just follow tens
Every other week I'ma make a M
I told her, if you make it hard turn it to a ten
I'm the type to drop the top while she gives me top
Still the white boy in the club that can't Milly Rock
Still the same and I made a milli off of pop
Come to the land of the hyphy, I'm a juggernaut
I don't f**k with Xans, I grew up on Pac
I get love in Houston the way I rap a lot
I don't eat bacon, I don't f**k with cops
If I kill the best alive, then it's suicide
May 24th, I'm a Gemini
Not a one hit wonder, this is why I'm hot
No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I
When I said it's her and I, that sh*t was a lie

I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
1da finna let the raw ba** drop


If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then


I don’t fake to Funk when I f**kin’ flex
Keep it 97, I’m a hundred when I’m at your neck, yeah
Still ain’t forget what the f**k you said
You were lyin’, you were sleepin’ on that dirty bed
Old head, man, I’m gettin’ more bread
Hatin’ on a young kid, man that sh*t is so dead
Uh F**k what a hoe said
Sniff a line off my d**k, that’s what I call a cokehead, uh
Feel better, you can hate me then
If everybody real, what that make me then?
Found out I was a star ’round nine or 10
And sh*t ain’t really been the same ever since
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Run all the way back when I face opps
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Boi-1da finna let the raw ba** drop

I feel better that I made it in
Louis sweater on my new b*t*h, she Canadian
We gon' let the haters hate again
Top blown while we speedin' in the latest Benz
Latest Benz, Mercedes-Benz
Go under, she said ain't nobody better than
She give me head, make me feel like the president
I'm c*mming while I'm thumbing through these presidents
Pay me cash or what
Gunna in his bag, and this watch cost a car
Gotta shine like a star , we above all the law
Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop
I ran into the plug and I'm not running off
I love my n***as also my mom made a boss
No, we're not showing love, it's a line you did cross
None of my b*t*hes scrubs, this is dyin' just to talk
They dissin', they playin' with us then you bound to get caught
I'm feelin' lil' shawty love, lookin' fine when she walk
I might just spend a lil' dub, I keep mine in the vault
We livin' it for the club, I be flyin' like a hawk
Flyin' like a hawk


I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
1da finna let the raw ba** drop

If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then