Guyana - Rocky Balboa lyrics

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Guyana - Rocky Balboa lyrics

[Hook] Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa Beat the puss' up, like Rocky Balboa Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Ah, ah ah) Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa [Verse 1] Yeah I'm gonna knock for the right side And I'mma let her ride the wave 'till she wiped out My dick [?] in that p**y, now she pipped out Cause she is a white wrestler [?] Put a lot of black in a light white house She seen me spendin' dirty money like a crank house Cool, sick, neck lick like alight house She hit her cool, and in return I gave her white mouse She [?] heads over heels for me So woman make her put her hands to her heels for me My momma told me she didn't pop a couple pills for me She want me to come beat her 'till is real ugly Say I could do that for you baby You know I can go to distance if he ain't go there with you, lady You know I can lick your body like all kind of places And we can f** a b**h [?] all kind of faces That's that [Hook] Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Ah, ah ah) Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa Beat that p**y like Beam, beam, beam, beam, beam, beam I heard a thing which is like Eah, eah, eah, eah Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa [Verse 2: Guyana] Rocky Balboa, I thought that I told ya My money keep stretching like yoga if they callin' Burning money then I guess I am a smoker in this sh** Keep moving like you're [?] Beat the-beat the-beat the p**y up I treat s** like a sport, and I am dead fresh like I get dressed in a [?] I'm the best, yes, of course, first, second, thirty fourth First, second, thirty fourth, first, second, thirty fourth Beat-beat-beat the p**y up catch your battery charged And I go all night like my battery's charged f** like a retard, but give brain like I'm smart I keep my j**ellery on so you can see me in the dark As long as money keep coming, I'mma, I'mma keep coming If it ain't about money, then it ain't about nothing I've been drinkin' at the bottle, I don't even need the cup Call 'em Rocky Balboa while you beat the p**y up! That's that [Hook] Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Ah, ah ah) Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa I beat that p**y like Beam, beam, beam, beam, beam, beam I heard a thing which is like Eah, eah, eah, eah Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa [Verse 3] She told me she don't want that RnB love, nah She want that Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa She told me she don't want that RnB love, nah She want that Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa She told me she don't want that aged town, nah She want that Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa She told me she don't want that Chris Brown, nah She want that Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa I beat that p**y like Beam, beam, beam, beam, beam, beam I heard a thing which is like Eah, eah, eah, eah Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa [Hook] Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Hey, hey, that's that) Rocky Balboa, Rocky Rocky Balboa (Ah, ah ah) Beat the puss' up like Rocky Balboa