Lola Monroe - Bedrock Remix lyrics

[Rasheeda:] Yeah Rasheeda... Baby I'm a play around a little bit... like Alright Like [x3] Okay okay Look I got that great, great Fruity pebbles sweet He running after me like a track meet C'mon He call me sushi roll, cause I'm raw as f** All ready supreme ain't gotta gas me up My pillow talk game so superior So I leave the store with every different color fur BURR! Gucci Mane said it best He's like my infant, keep his mouth on my breast I'm SHEEDA SHEEDA, the Nicki Diva And it gets wetter than, Lake Geneva And then we role play I just won an Oscar Genius brains like I graduated from Harvard Full scholarship... here swallow this Sex education cla** Let's Experiment We make the bedrock And holler many sounds I keep him at attention it never goes down [Hook: Kandi] Ooohhh baby, I'm a put it down on you baby Wanna give it all to you baby Can you find my G-Spot, call me Mrs. Flintstones I can make your bedrock Ooohhh I can make your bedrock Ohhhhhh I can make your bedrock boy Ohhhhh I can make your bedrock Ooohhh I can make your bedrock [Toya Carter:] Independent now, used to have my hands tied Now they after me I got a custom stop sign It must be something bout my accent Cause I say BABAY and n***as wanna pay a chick Small waist, pretty face, and my booty round Now he in my zone like a touch down I don't need another friend, I need a team mate With a big appetite eat the whole plate Don't come around with that lyin I seen you before You know damn well I got my own TV show (Yeah Baby) Now that's some boss sh**, I got my own everything And I could put it down Made him pull a hamstring [Hook] [Diamond:] MRS 32 I'm Going In Yeah I can make your bedrock It's 32 top notch My Reese's pieces, bu*tercup got em playing hopscotch Riding with the top off, I'm posing like I'm Janet He UPS my p**y cause I'm on another planet Got dammit she can't stand it Cause he spoil me like he Santa I make him ho... Ho... ho while we cruising in my phantom He catching temper tantrums when he miss my fruit pebbles So I s** him on the schedule just to make him feel special I'm too spoiled and too royal (too royal) So he spa's today and rub me down with oil I came first he went last It's Willie Wonka no hands Baskin robin in demand Still rocking no weeding ring [Lola Luv:] Okay he super fly I just gotta tame em Sit em down make him the sh**, potty train em I make him raise his hand, call me Ms. Monroe I bless him like a reverend... I guess I run the show I'm a front runner his ex a back rounder All she do is throw shade like the MAC counter American idol I'm shining now They love to judge me Sign me pound Give em the diamond smell I don't tell em sh** I replace b**hes I'm on my Allen sh** It's like a melon split when I let em cut He pop my fire hydrant then I wet him up [Hook] [Kandi:] Come give me a Hersey kiss Twist me up like licorice Wipe my candle apple while I Nibble on your dip stick Every now and later you can be my sugar daddy I let you break me off like a kit-kit-katty Ooooooooooooo You can chew on my big red while you try my lemon head Don't stop If I blow on your blow pop I can make your bedrock [Hook]