Songtexte:
Inner Circle Rock With You

Übersetzung: Inner Circle. Rock With You.

boys comin' fo' you [Inner Circle] Put yo' hand up on yo' head Jump up and spread Before I make a move and soon buck you down dead [Repeat 1] [Inner Circle

Bet you won't bet me that your pussy ain't ready I'm on track on my back, the monkey ain't heavy Rock on with the mic gangsta beat rock steady If music

with the inner-city circle Now she be in the burbs lickin rock and dressin hip And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city Talkin about poppin glocks servin rocks

ya better rearrange ya thinkin Check what you eatin and drinkin, ya breath is stinkin with the stench of a snitch with information, leakin linkin up with

, get ya walk right Or the chalk might outline ya one day You oughta try steppin' outside you one day You circle 'round yourself Like you the answer To the question of your inner

could you do me a favour? Could you beat me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone might hear . . . yes, beat me with

rhymes you're designin' Your play doggin' tactics, can't fuck with my facets Just because you talk all that glock shit Don't mean you can rock shit Your

you and me Does it really matter what you believe Does it really matter if you belong Does it really matter what you believe Does it really matter if