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Run-D.M.C. - Wreck Shop lyrics
If I eat, a little kid, sticks his finger in my plate I be signing autographs, for three months straight I got jet-set women, who offer me favors My face is a thousand lipstick flavors Need a sip of lemonade, I'm a slave to my trade From all these lights my complexion might fade Secretary overworked, by a money hungry jerk Got a letter, answer woman, won't you freak out on my shirt? Well can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that Huh!! *echoes* Your ears are clogged, your head as hard as a log My privacy robbed, let me do my job You funny lookin slob eatin shiskabob You're the reason why my eyes are on the doorknob Can you rock it like this? I think I rock it like that But can you rock it like this? Homeboy I rock it like that I'm straining not complaining for a casual life Something normal nuttin formal three kids and a wife I'm dying from the spying that you're putting me through I perspire I'm on fire when I'm thinking of you But can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that Well can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that Huh!! *echoes* Can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that But can you rock it like this? I can rock it like that Huh!! *echoes* News reporters, invade my borders If I think it I will say it, you might have a recorder And then, UHH-OHH, the nation's in upheaval Old dating always thinking at me evil You're stepping on my heels, you're breathing down my neck I'm not Rodney Dangerfield, so give me respect Can you rock it like this? I-I can rock |
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