Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rock, Rocking Tha Spot, artist - Bomfunk MC's.
Date of issue: 16.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rock, Rocking Tha Spot |
right about now, |
in this place to be most definitely |
the bomfunk mc’s dropping the bomb! |
Whole lotta soul as he cuts it up rock, rock and roll as he cuts it up cutmaster king with hardcore cuts |
makin’it rough, rock, rocking tha spot |
cool evidently as he cuts it up break, breakin’funk as he cuts it up wounded heart with the b-boys drop |
dropping the bomb |
rock, rocking tha spot |
watch behind move as he cuts it up delivering the groove as he cuts it up transforming the shit to the beat that rocks |
bad meaning, bad meaning, don’t stop! |
you know you’re itchy when he cuts it up place get wet as he cuts it up pure madness on wheels, throw 'em up, throw 'em up go, gismo, go, let me see what you’re made of! |
hear me out now 'cause mic I will rock |
you can’t say I’m not 'cause the mic i’ll rock |
Bom bom! |
U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot |
This a DJ, about to mash it up Bom bom! |
U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot |
Bom bom! |
U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot |
Bom bom! |
U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot |
This a DJ, about to mash it up fuck me! |
rocking tha spot! |
what? |
fuck me! |
take me to the top! |
what? |
fuck me! |
throw map! |
what? |
what? |
doing the do 'cause the mic i’ll rock. |
what? |
hear me out now 'cause the mic I will rock |
you can’t say I’m not 'cause the mic i’ll rock |
Bom bom! |
U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot |
This a DJ, about to mash it up blowin’the roof off 'cause the mic I’ll rock |
got a rocket in my pocket 'cause the mic I’ll rock |
in the way to stars for the future shock |
b.o.w. |
rock, rocking tha spot |
watch behind move as he cuts it up delivering the groove as he cuts it up transforming the shit to the beat that rocks |
bad meaning, bad meaning, don’t stop! |
you know you’re itchy when he cuts it up place go wet as she cuts it up pure madness on wheels, throw’em up, throw’em up! |
go, gismo, go, let me see what you’re made of! |