Bedrock Freestyle

She got that good good

She Michael Jackson bad

So hit me with them cuffs? Jackson yea

And I don't have to ask

Shorty gon give it to me

And now we high

I got more green than grounds keeper willy

Home girl now don't be silly

Lets come up to my city

They ask about me

My kick game be making for envy

See that belly that aint mine

If out of line

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

I be getting scratched

So I must ask now wheres the calamine

And pussy is the shit but that don't mean I'm feening paper ya'll

Damn I'm fry

And I'm gone

She alright

Oh she gone

Please sugar don't come alone

And don't you bring your camera phone

I believe in prophecy

I beleive in honesty

That lieing on they jimmy

On they twiter right and I will see

I'm modest, and humble

My polo got no logos

Mr packy now I'm packing

Your vagina shall be kodo

I can party and I know 2-1-0

So whore hard and go go?

Need a girl whos tryna ball

Cuz I don't know we bag a logo

You is lofing no B.S.ing

Second guessing ever me

Never agree with that message

They say nothings ever free

Shit cuz I'm an F-ing theft

Pop a pill

Get some tree

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Just like mr. C, oh

No big baby

So give it baby

I'm verra waggin

No isn't baby

Don't mean to be impatient

But you should be in pagents

I got more hoes that tiger

Word to saget

I got that ganja itch

Loud addition purple patch

And bring some roll up

Bring a movie

Bring your friend

I got the mattress

Bring some cheedos

Bring some gum

And when you done I'll call that cab

And if you pay for that yourself

I promise I'mma call you back

All you bad

And all you cute

And I'm in awe

From all you do

But if I went and convolute

Do you think I would have called it to

Now though

Audible

Think I need another play

Let me call that hotel

She can't know where my mother stay

Now I'm straight

Lets consummate

Your girlfriend want to follow

She said kiss me on my lips if you wanna know how her vagina tastes

Ok, let me do it

Guess I see it's my turn

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I try to one night her

Heart break

I serve

To MCs that don't lie good

They think they bring that pain

Well I am percaset and vicodine

You work the bitch

I'm ballin

? something foreign

You get close but no cigar

Like the footballers from new orleans

I'm a manning

I'm a mansions

Or the Hamptons

We just went there

Put that lamp in

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

And they all lettuce

You all ketchup

And all this feta (cheese)

This time we all relish

And ya'll don't know no beef

This smourgus board is portabella

All I bump is Rockefeller

Rock nation

D.C., We propelling

You know I am not gon stop

I don't need no single

Like I'm only serving 20 rocks

No change

I won't Change

Fat drill

No bass

Three tits

Go head

Break a leg

Do what you must do

But while? Like mr. Fiji in Hiku

Ya'll aint fly

Ya'll aint cool

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

And I don't make no bed rock

I turn that mattress to a pool, Biotch

Ooh Baby,

I Be Stuck To You, (hey)

Like Glue Baby, (like)

Wanna Spend It All On You, (I want it to feel like my song)

Baby, (hey)

My Room Is The G Spot,

Call Me Mr. Flintstone,

I Can Make Your Bed Rock

I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (Hey)

I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock Girl (hey rock nation what's up)

I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (young money what's up, rock nation what's up)

I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (lets go)