J-roc
J-roc - Dr. Pepper lyrics
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J-rocwell can a dude get the cooter cooter can a dude get the cooter cooter can a dude get the cooter cooter can a dude get the come here little lady sit on my lap they call me j-roc so sick like clap call me big roc J from around your way we can get it poppin you can ride all day call your big call me up we got a pound of know a few house parties like kid and play eyes stay glazed so i rock them shades so i can show the girls that they are versays i stay so fresh in my gucci polo the kind of shit that make the lucys go go ricky retardo cause i got more dough then they boyfriends or they husbands we can throw a party bring both of your friends call up your cousins tell them to join in snatch trap chicks them girls is poison they got them giving the curse the quenchil thirst cause we aint two steppers and we aint hugh hefner but you know we tryna bang i got four white chicks and they all got tips and they all got prada bags im just tryna getcha doctor pepper getcha doctor pepper im just tryna getcha doctor pepper getcha doctor pepper woo hold up babe im at the top of my peek im tryna see if your taste sour or sweet or if you need somebody like me who got that pepsi high C no caffine nah mean im tryna get the calories the type that my dudes says bad for me the type that give a dude cavities so hop up in the mentally just dont flatter me the dude tryna see if theres room in the cooter im fly i got wings like hooters tryna get that good in like ? riding shot gun in the two suiter oh, i mean the two seater young boy get high like bleachers tryna see if you taste sweet like ritas so learn from miss seata and hit it like jeter cause we aint two steppers and we aint hugh hefner but you know we tryna bang i got four white chicks and they all got tips and they all got prada bags im just tryna getcha doctor pepper getcha doctor pepper im just tryna getcha doctor pepper getcha doctor pepper ooh, feel i got a soda bottle i tryna get to micky d's but aint ronald money stacked high like i just won the lotto my boy jay told me the motto so i must follow i know a chick who could pop it like patty mayo she got a thing for new york but she ain't tango listen to dr. pepper it's her favorite single got her number today i think i might mingle so you can holler at philly sass and g streets or my homie big john always bringing heat seeing jose do it their damn way and i cant forget my brother ajay and my homie franco cody and b mo told me not to trust a hoe even rashawn know d young and ryan rinker told me riches and my homie t hayes told me never trust pigeons doctor pepper