Jazze Pha - On The Rocks lyrics

[Chorus: Baby + Jazze Pha] I keep my rims - On the rocks I keep my jims' - On the rocks I keep my drink - On the rocks That's how I'm living - +My Life, My Life, My Life+ I keep my briefs - On the rocks I keep my platinum teef's - They on the rocks I keep my bank - on the rocks That's how I'm living - +My Life, My Life, My Life+ [Baby] + (Jazze Pha) You see that silver satin ma' , thats beautiful daddy I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy Y'kno AMG wit' chromed kit pipes (Lord Lord Lord that's a beautiful site) Aiy its a milli-milli n***a, milli-milli-milli n***a Million blocks, million in rocks n***a, million cars The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy It's the Birdman daddy, no time na' pause If y'kno it's gon' rain let it rock ya fall Don't non come from top, But birds and ball I'm grateful for the man that gave it all But I rock my world and I thank the man 'Cuz I came in this b**h wit' my dick in my hand Got that Caddy on broaders, block milla-walla Nine-millimeter make the baddest n***a ball up [Chorus] [Stone] My grill ma' straightened 'em all Gucci - Gabanna - f** the cost Fendi - Prada - I burn it all They been down we gotta ball You Back it up - I'm loving that I'm smacking up ya shorty back Gambs' is up, better stack, I bought the truck I covered that, Ghetto rich still lock them thangs Money still in mansions man CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothing changed But I still got my ghetto stripes Red - blue and yellow ice That's all I rock, f** the cops They want me in that jail fa' life [Baby] Aiy, I'm Stuntin' tanight Whoo! It's going down tanight Hmm Hmm, I'm popping come Crist' I'm looking fa some hoes ta put on my list Fits Tailored in the 'Vette with that platinum a** That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag It's the Prada man, you prolly see me in brand new Jag Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that [Chorus] ['Lac] n***a, I went from big 'Bok shoes in Rolls ta 23 inches This Cadillac so y'kno I'm pimpin' Fo' insuran' I don't play that, I'm filled wit' begets Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley Buyin' rims by the feet 'cuz they short on inches Look I'm on the block n***a, off the top n***a Go and cop nickels - something on the rocks n***a [Baby] + ('Lac) Look I spend my cash, Hood Rich (n***a don't ask) Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum gla** 22 inch bu*tons on that G-Wag Got the mink on the floor, swine seats lil' daddy I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy It's big pimpin' baby, I'm Weezy Wee Daddy Got the green pinky ring, the rock 30 carats I keep it all hood, n***a check my status [Chorus]