Rock (RnB Remix) (feat. Jacquees, Tank & Jeremih)

[Plies & Jacquees]

This the remix!

Yeah, you know how to do this shit for my nigga, Plies (30, you a fool for this one)

Ayy, Quees

It's the one and only Jacquees

Ayy, Tank!

Cash Money, Rich Gang, FYB

You dig what I'm sayin'?

[Jacquees]

We've been down 'fore me, before I had my fans (ayy)

And before I had a deal (yeah), we spend that check like in advance (yeah)

Kinda feel like the Vance (what?)

Tore this thing like it was a van (yeah)

She realer than all of her friends

She throw with her nigga and fight 'til the end

We got the win

Now her Rollie won't tick, Rollie won't tock (what?)

Her nigga got paper, she don't wanna talk (what?)

These niggas mad, they wanna stalk (what?)

My niggas gangstas, they do not talk (what?)

They used to chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop

Ayy, fuck what you thought, thought, thought, thought, thought, thought, thought

Shawty my rock, roll down the spot

Missin' the pot, she ain't a thot

They say like waterfalls, she scared of none of y'all

If I got beef, I could give her the Glock

I know she gon' pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Been down since the block, block, block, block, block, block, block

[Plies & Tank]

She is my rock, bust at the op

Hold down the spot (yeah), beast with the box

Shawty be wet, dope in the pot (ah-ah-ah)

Beat down the block, the best thing I got

She is my rock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock

She is my rock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock

[Tank]

She get the bag, she get the drop (she get the drop)

She get my laugh, she get the spot (she get the spot)

She get the tag, she get to shop (shop)

She get the cash and I got a lot (oh)

I do the work, she get to play (she get to play)

I do the dirt, watch what you say (watch what you say)

Give it a bull, she scream olé (ah, yeah)

I give it full, she might be late (ayy, ayy)

Oh, oh, she the realest bitch (she the realest bitch)

Yeah, I call her that

She was with a snitch (woah)

We know with all of that (we know with all of that)

She done nail a nigga down (down), from the trap to the hills (trap to the hi')

And I protect her ass no matter how many niggas I gotta kill

[Plies & Tank]

She is my rock, bust at the opp (ah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah)

Hold down the spot, beast with the box (ah-ah-ah)

Shawty be wet, dope in the pot

Beat down the block, the best thing I got

She is my rock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock

She is my rock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock, 'ock

[Jeremih]

Shawty she love me, she say that a lot

A beast with a box, the best thing I got

She came to Chicago, I took her to shoppin', her pussy was good, waterfalls

She make the money and bring it right back to me just to put some in the pot (ayy)

She bring her friend and she with it, she like to run bitches with me

She like to party but stay on her business

Re-sold the books, no it don't make a difference

She like Patrón, she like Chanel

She don't like lames, she don't like twelve

Her friends fine, she like to help

But she run bags all by herself

She hold me down like cocaine on the scales

Bet I won't sell it to nobody else

She be on whatever I be on

When saw I call, she pick up the phone

You held me down when the time has called

Just for that, I bought a bigger stone

Yeah, for my rock, rock, rock, rock, rock

To show off the rock, rock, rock, rock, rock (yeah)