Bedrock
Young Money Lyrics

I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Young Money)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl
I-I-I I can make your bed rock
I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
I'm attracted to her, with her attractive ass
And now we murderers, because we kill time
I knock her lights out, and she still shine
I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave
But I keep her running back and forth
Like a soccer team
Cold as a winters day
Hot as a summer's eve
Young Money thieves
Steal your love and leave

I like the way you walk, you walkin', if you walkin' my way
I'm that red bull, now let's fly away
Let's buy a place, with all kind of space
I let you be the judge, an' an' and I'm the case
I'm Gudda Gudda
I put her under
I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder
She don't even wonder, cause she know she bad
And I got her nigga
Grocery bag

Ooh (ooh) baby
I be stuck to you
Like glue (glue) baby
Wanna spend it all on you (you)
Baby
My room is the g spot
Call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock

OK I get it
Let me think, I guess it's my turn
Maybe it's time to put this pussy on ya sideburns
He say I'm bad, he probably right
He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night (ha-ha)
I'm so pretty like
Be on my pedal bike
Be on my low starch
Be on my Ecko whites
He say Nicki don't stop you the bestest
And I just be coming off the top asbestos

I love ya sushi roll, hotter than wasabi
I race for your love
Shake and bake Ricky Bobby
I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby
Girl I gotta watch my back, 'cause I'm not just anybody
I seen em' stand in line, just to get beside her
I let her see the Aston, and let the rest surprise her
That's when we disappear, and you need gps to find her
Oh that was your girl?
I thought I recognized her

Ooh (ooh) baby (baby)
I be stuck to you
Like glue (glue) baby
Wanna spend it all on you (you)
Baby
My room is the g spot
Call me Mr.Flintstone
I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She like tanning
I like staying in
She like romancing
I like rolling with friends
She said I'm caged in
I think her conscience is
She watching that oxygen
I'm watching ESPN
But when that show end
She all on my skin
Lotion
Slow motions
While we roller coastin'
Like back forth hold it (hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)
She pose like it's for posters
And I poke like I'm suppose to
Take this photo if you for me
She said don't you ever show this
I'm too loyal (loyal, loyal)
And too focused (focused, focused)
To be losing (losin', losin')
And be hopeless (hopeless, hopeless)
When I spoke this
She rejoiced it
Said your word get me open
So I closed it
Where your clothes is
I'm only lovin' for the moment (for the moment, for the moment)

She ain't got a man
But she's not alone
Miss independent
Yea she got her own
Hey gorgeous
Um, I mean flawless
Well, that's what you are, how I see it is how I call it, yeah
L-look at how she walk
Mhmm she know she bad
D-do your thing baby
I ain't even mad
And I ain't leavin' fast
I'm a stay a while
Hold ya head Chris
I-I'm a take her down

Oh baby
I be stuck to you
Like glue (glue) baby
Wanna spend it all on you (you)
Baby
My room is the g spot
Call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bed rock girl (Young Money, yeah)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh (Gudda Gudda)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (T-Streetz, Mack Maine)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Jae Millz)

Oh baby, (Drizzy Drake)
I be stuck to you, (Nicki Minaj)
Like glue (glue) baby, (hey Shanell)
Wanna spend it all on you (you), (Lil' twist)
Baby, (Lil' Chuckey)
My room is the g spot, (and young Lloyd)
Call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bed rock girl (hey)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (we Young Money)
I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh
I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh
I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Carl E Lilly, Daniel Andrew Johnson, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jarvis Antonio Mills, Jasper Tremaine Cameron, Lloyd Polite, Michael Stevenson, Onika Tanya Maraj, Stephen Ellis Garrett, Timothy Z Mosley

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