Nomrah - Rock It (feat. Marcus Benz) Lyrics

Yeah I've used up all my good, it's time to hit the ceiling now
We party 'till we dropping, man I hope that we still breathing

Yeah I've used up all my good, it's time to hit the ceiling now
We party 'till we dropping, man I hope that we still breathing
We gon' rock it, we gon' rock it, now let's blast off on our rocket
Baby rock it, baby rock it, now let's blast off on our rocket
We gon' pop it, she gon' lock it, and she show me what that thing about
Drop it baby, drop it, and I'll give you somethin' to talk about, yeah

Come on girl let's ride now, tell me what yo mind 'bout
I can tell you intellectual and here you got me smilin' now
I've been good for years and I tell you I done had enough
Let's go out and lose our shit, baby we be comin' up
I just want a night alone to show you all the finer things
That you missin' out on, baby come and ride with me
I'm usually not this kind of guy, but I guess that times have changed
Life's f*cked me so many times, I decided it's my day
I'm deciding where we'll stay, and I'll take you for a ride
We'll go up into the mountains and we'll drink the finest wine (yeah)
Up the stairs and lock the door, baby now's the perfect time
I'm gonna bring some friends along, I really hope that you don't mind
They're coming for us up the stairs, tryna follow us inside
Let's ignore them and be us, got our clocks on hella time
Living fast and dying young, lemme hear you one more time
Living fast and dying young, lemme hear you one more time

Living fast and dying young, lemme hear you one more time

I'm a rockstar I just don't like to dance, you can see them f*cking bands in my pants
And you know quez be smoking them plants, I get my percs from a homie named Chance
Everybody gonna hate us by chance, my niggas on go this ain't no demand
If my niggas low I give them a band, don't feel ashamed to hold out ya hand
I remember I was down on my last, book smart I just didn't pass class
Everybody wanna cap on my ass, settled for first I got tired of last
Bitches wanna f*ck cause they see all my cash, shout out my ex girl I still wanna smash
Boy don't you diss me I swear that shit trash, I got to the money and hopped in my bag
Niggas be capping for pussy it's sad
I ran it up and I got off my ass
Hit up the mall and start popping these tags
Yo girl gave me head like a f*cking durag
Keep a pole like the American flag
In other words I'm never gone lack
I never been in this position I'm at today nigga
So of course Imma brag