Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bedrock, artist - Jae Millz. Date of issue: 01.01.2012
Song language: English
Bedrock |
| Hell yeaa !!! |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock, girl |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| She got that good, good, she Michael Jackson Bad |
| I’m attracted to her for her attractive ass |
| And now we murderers because we kill time |
| I knock her lights out and she still shine |
| I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave |
| But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team |
| Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer’s eve |
| Young Money thieves, steal your love and leave |
| I like the way you walk and if you walking my way |
| I’m that Red Bull, now let’s fly away |
| Let’s buy a place with all kind of space |
| I let you be the judge and I’m the case |
| I’m Gudda Gudda, I put her under |
| I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder |
| She don’t even wonder 'cause she know she bad |
| And I got her nigga, grocery bag |
| Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
| Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
| Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock, girl |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it’s my turn |
| Maybe it’s time to put this pussy on your sideburns |
| He say I’m bad, he probably right |
| He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night |
| I’m so pretty like, me on my pedal bike |
| He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites |
| He say, «Nikki, don’t stop, you the bestest» |
| And I just be coming off the top as bestest |
| I love your sushi roll, hotter than wasabi |
| I race for your love, shake and bake Ricky Bobby |
| I’m at the W but I can’t meet you in the lobby |
| Girl, I gotta watch my back 'cause I’m not just anybody |
| I seen 'em stand in line just to get beside her |
| I let her see the Aston and let the rest surprise her |
| That’s when we disappear you need GPS to find her |
| Oh, that was your girl? |
| I thought I recognized her |
| Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
| Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
| Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock, girl |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| She like tanning, I like staying in |
| She like romancing, I like rolling with friends |
| She said I’m caged in, I think her conscious is |
| She watching that Oxygen, I’m watching ESPN |
| But when that show end, she all on my skin |
| Lotion, slow motion, roller coasting like back forth, hold it |
| She pose like it’s for posters and I poke like I’m supposed to |
| Take this photo if you for me, she said, «Don't you ever show this» |
| I’m too loyal and too focused |
| To be losing and be hopeless, when I spoke this, she rejoiced it |
| Said your words get me open, so I closed it |
| Where your clothes is, I’m only loving for the moment |
| Uh, she ain’t got a man but she’s not alone |
| Miss Independent, yeah, she got her own |
| Hey gorgeous, I mean flawless, well, that’s what you are |
| How I see it is how I call it, yeah |
| Look it how she walk, she know she bad |
| Do, do your thing, baby, I ain’t even mad |
| And I ain’t even fast, I’ma stay a while |
| Hold yo' head Chris, I’ma take her down |
| Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
| Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
| Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock, girl |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue |
| Baby, wanna spend it all on you |
| Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock, girl |
| I can make your bedrock |
| I can make your bedrock |
| Fuckk itt!!! |