Hippy Hippy Shake
The Rock And Rollers Lyrics
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Pfffft and we don't give a fuck
Hell, nah, nigga
This conglomerate so cool, Rock
We could freeze LA, nigga
Black Hippy kendrick Lamar
I tell 'em like this:
You ain't a rapper, you Elton John
Holdin' your john
I got a ton of croutons in the Louis Vuitton
That's big bread the chickens are flying
Flocks when I call 'em
Paul and Masson, half drunk, stuck in a poem
Light matches underwater while I'm
Bracing the storm
I'm cool and I'm calm, laid back
Smoking a farm
Socking the shit out of niggas
Till I'm breaking my arm
Up in my zone, two blunts, cup of patron
45 on me, shoot you if you fuck with me wrong
No homo' pause that's your
Life and it's gone flat line you
Don't put your life in the song
I never drove a fast car I almost ran over
Tracy Chapman, she said, "Drive
Slow" I said, "Fuck off"
Ab-Soul wha'sup
Y'all? Other than your sub par
Above all? I'm a heaven gate above all
Fuckin' great
And every time we in the stu'?
We cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-1-0 shit, 3-2-3, bitch
Ow, nigga, welcome to the zoo, where we
Cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-2-3 shit, 3-1-0, bitch
The Black Hippies, the bag full
The bag empty spunt it all at the car lot
Then crash quickly
I'm tryna come with enough power to pass 50
I'm talking 50-bill
You niggas don't fit the bill
You niggas don't keep it real
You fake as Pamela's titties
I pound kitties
Then hit the club with dogs with me
Tan Polos, no socks, chop Dickies
Tan coupe, no top, bumping Biggie
Blowing sticky, before the group
Been a hippy
Nifty fifty, all blue real Crippy
Big money, long stocks ask Pippy
Mask on, one sock I gets busy
I smoke blacks, relax, and watch Walt Disney
Puff squares
Pace in circles until I'm dizzy
Speakin' of Disney fantasies, I had many
I used to hate on Mickey
Mouse 'cause he had Minnie
Anyway every time we in the stu'?
We cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-1-0 shit, 3-2-3, bitch
Ow, nigga, welcome to the zoo, where we
Cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-2-3 shit, 3-1-0, bitch
Ahhhhh!
Napped through my final, made enough
Richer than Lionel
Fuckin' bitches on my job
Cummin' harder than rhino
Break through the spinal, laid back
Bumpin' my vinyl
Navigation on the scopes, easy to find 'em
Find you and I'm right behind you laid back
Puffin' a blunt
Gat on my lap, constantly talkin' shit
I'mma dump your homies acting charged up
They can still get jumped
Take ya chain, ash the kush for all you punks
However you want, whenever you want
You all can get it
Contagious, it's mad syphilis
Blazing this God-giftedness
Die over death sentences
Flow hot plus the beat knock
Like J-witnesses
Tell 'em I killed the witnesses
Gifted as twenty Christmases
Itchin' to blow
Like twenty bitches with mouths that need
A dick in it wow
I ran rap for half a mile then got tired
Laid down and realized that I was lying
You fuckin' crazy!
Ha and every time we in the stu'?
We cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-1-0 shit, 3-2-3, bitch
Ow, nigga, welcome to the zoo, where we
Cook that
Chop that what's that? That's crack
Yeah, homie this is what we do
3-2-3 shit, 3-1-0, bitch
The lyrics of The Rock And Rollers' song "Hippy Hippy Shake" contain a mixture of catchy hooks and bold, confident statements. The underlying theme seems to revolve around the idea of asserting power and dominance in the music industry.
The opening lines, "Let 'em die, dead Black Hippy, Pfffft and we don't give a fuck" showcase an attitude of indifference towards criticism or negativity. The group presents themselves as a formidable force, cool and powerful enough to freeze Los Angeles.
The subsequent lines, "Ring the alarm or wake to a bomb, You ain't a rapper, you Elton John" highlight their disregard for those who don't measure up to their level of talent and success. They mockingly compare these lesser artists to Elton John, suggesting they are not serious rappers but mere entertainers.
There is an emphasis on wealth and luxury throughout the lyrics, with references to Louis Vuitton, big bread, and excessive consumption. These references project an image of opulence and extravagance, reinforcing their status and influence.
The song also touches on the group's skill and dominance in the rap game, with confident proclamations of being above average and great. They express their ability to effortlessly defeat their opponents with lines like "Socking the shit out of niggas, Till I'm breaking my arm" and "45 on me, shoot you if you fuck with me wrong."
Overall, the lyrics of "Hippy Hippy Shake" present The Rock And Rollers as supremely confident and powerful in their musical prowess, unafraid to assert their dominance and mock those who fall short. The references to wealth and luxury further enhance their image of opulence and success.
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