Wht Rice - Rocca (feat. Jay Sea) Lyrics

Now, my flow
Is in the pocket like wallets
I got the bounce like hydraulics
They can't call it I gotta the swerve like alcoholics
Word
Heard the serve, swerve
Is delicious murderous on the rhythm
John Wayne Gacy
Lrg fabrics from Macy's
Large dick
She gets the finesse pastry
But she won't let me eat the dough
Even tho
She says my afro aphrodisiac
These black niggers never act niggerish
Simon says nothing but gibberish
I wasnt even a joe
We used to laught at the same jokes
Molly rocks
Rocca
I'm talking joe rocca
Rocky balboa used to knock a nigga out
F*ck it, buy two loafers of two sizes i can't figure out
ISIS i think im just about to paramount
Para para paradise
Cause the play is ice cold
Thought i was about
Thought it was a drought
Hockey hockey
But I'm lucky, i al capone it
Im the plug you can't even log in
The kid and i we get high and we snail
My mama paid the bill
My mama paid the build
My mama paid the bill

We wish to have a nice dinner when we get home
We crave for drugs, booze and a nice girl to lay down on
Don't tell the police
Don't tell the police
I think my soul is blue
And my life is too
But My eyes are wild purple
The world is mine purple
Your brain is gonna die purple
You might just go fly a kite purple
To the next country
You wanna be
Motherf*cker
You shameless motherf*cker
You brainless motherf*cker
You're speechless
With no brothers
Motherf*cker