Let It Rock On You by Kooley High Lyrics
[Verse 1: Charlie Smarts]
So splendid, hope it’s never ending
Go [?] soon as I attended
We gonna win it, this a bit of genius
It was in the cards, I was meant to be here
Race to the victory and places [?]
Until they fried no lie, stay fly
K. High, know exactly what the kids are fiending
You haters love to play me
They said you bit my pieces
And ladies love to play me, they tell me spit your thesis
And then she fell on these, I think she misdemeanoured
But I don’t get between 'em, she say this one is so hard
Baby hard, that I’m feeling like I kissed the cement
Wanted me to wax that, ok now I’m Mr. Clean
And may you get a flashback?
We will never quit achieving even with the cash that
We will never quit our dreaming you can call me funny [?]
Fuck it baby, this is king and I’mma gonna push my weight
And keeping them jumping ‘til they hit the ceiling
[Chorus: Tab-One]
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
[Verse 2: Tab-One]
I’m tripping off the opposition, our tradition
Got me bringing songs to life, obstetrician
Keep my options listed, staying optimistic
I’m out here for an awesome vision, often listen
My car [?] all-terrain
All-inclusive all around sound, all aboard the train
We keep it moving show improvement, never known for losing
We got it cornered like in carnival, known for cruising
Shows booking them, Bobby Flay cooking them
Just to break the mold out these cold days in Brooklyn
Old ways are out of touch, follow through, follow up
Pour a glass of prime for these guys, tell them swallow up
Rough ride from Raleigh but you know we keeping up
Ride around Chinatown and glide in town and geek them up
So turn your speakers up, tell the fam to keep in touch
Gotta hold my other end, same as when I whip a dutch
[Chorus: Tab-One]
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
So splendid, hope it’s never ending
Go [?] soon as I attended
We gonna win it, this a bit of genius
It was in the cards, I was meant to be here
Race to the victory and places [?]
Until they fried no lie, stay fly
K. High, know exactly what the kids are fiending
You haters love to play me
They said you bit my pieces
And ladies love to play me, they tell me spit your thesis
And then she fell on these, I think she misdemeanoured
But I don’t get between 'em, she say this one is so hard
Baby hard, that I’m feeling like I kissed the cement
Wanted me to wax that, ok now I’m Mr. Clean
And may you get a flashback?
We will never quit achieving even with the cash that
We will never quit our dreaming you can call me funny [?]
Fuck it baby, this is king and I’mma gonna push my weight
And keeping them jumping ‘til they hit the ceiling
[Chorus: Tab-One]
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
[Verse 2: Tab-One]
I’m tripping off the opposition, our tradition
Got me bringing songs to life, obstetrician
Keep my options listed, staying optimistic
I’m out here for an awesome vision, often listen
My car [?] all-terrain
All-inclusive all around sound, all aboard the train
We keep it moving show improvement, never known for losing
We got it cornered like in carnival, known for cruising
Shows booking them, Bobby Flay cooking them
Just to break the mold out these cold days in Brooklyn
Old ways are out of touch, follow through, follow up
Pour a glass of prime for these guys, tell them swallow up
Rough ride from Raleigh but you know we keeping up
Ride around Chinatown and glide in town and geek them up
So turn your speakers up, tell the fam to keep in touch
Gotta hold my other end, same as when I whip a dutch
[Chorus: Tab-One]
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you
This one isn’t hot, this one’s gonna flop
The party’s gonna stop
Not - kid
Let it rock on you
Let it rock on you, let it, let it rock on you