Rocko - I Cant Help It lyrics

Hey, you know me b**h n***a, I'm all of that Hit your broad with a big dick, didn't call her back Relax little cat, let the big dog attack Thought it was over for me homie, did you fall for that? U-turn, ran the red, no cardiac Get your hand out of my pocket, what with all of that? Tell the sheriff, he can get these f**in' charges back A little money, still gotta thank God for that Regardless, Big Bank can't fold it off Ain't another n***a flowin', who as cold as bro Quarter mil' for the show, really though what's up Louis duffle bag sayin', 'Load it up' Get into the hotel, better know what's up n***as out there, get to hold it up We ain't never had a problem getting' hoes to f** s** dick, lick, spit from the shoulders up I let this nut get all over her Another thick b**h kissin' all over her Bust the p**y wide open, can't close it up Make her bounce that sh**, when you found that b**h She was laid on the ground, panties down, six chicks With a trap bag of money, tryin' to count that sh** Never will find me around that b**h Unless she got them lips wrapped that dick (Yeah) Other n***as wanna make love, f** that I bing, bang, pound, beat down that clit Sick wid It like E-40 and them Fill up every ho jaw, just saw with him This K-I-N-G aka Big Bank aka Shorty Pimp Aye, aka Shorty Pimp, Big Bank, aka Shorty Pimp I get money, I can't help it You can't stop it, you gotta accept it You can't knock it, you gotta respect it This is who I am n***a, I can't help it I can't help it In the ghetto in a drop Rolls-Royce They say keep it one hundred, I ain't got no choice (I can't help it) Yeah, I always Big Bank, I'm so trill and you ain't Cut it down, b**h I can't (I can't help it) Hey, see how I do it, I'm so hood Cut it off, go Hollywood, b**h, I would if I could (I can't help it) Hey, the city wouldn't be sh** without me Fifteen million dollar houses Still can't get this trap up out me (I can't help it) I'm a hustler all the way down to the bone Terrorist, every day rhyme with that bomb Stay on a date from the night to the morn' Ain't gonna serve you nothin' under a song No f**in' favors, don't ask for no loan Shop with ya dogs, if ya tryin' to get on Come in my spot, don't be callin' my phone Everything tryin to stop, leave me alone Grindin' for days, I haven't been home Dope on the lawn, until it's all gone Mainly strong or whatever you want Gotta get right, give a f** if it's wrong Shots of Patron, whole other zone Eight hundreds on but ya know what I'm on Yo' b**h wanna f**, now that she know that I'm on Oh motherf**er, I just wanna bone Feel me n***a, I got that tone Need no help, I can hum on my own I terror your Squad but I ain't from the Bronx One in the back, still play with that drum Except no I don't, put it right in your home No radio play, every song that I'm on In case you ain't know, I'm Rocko The Don Zone folk Hamilton, low on fun Gucci my hat, Gucci my drawers G's on my a**, G's cover my balls Gucci my pants, Gucci my shirt Gucci book bag where I keep all that twerk Gucci bandana on top of my shirt Gucci boots on when I trap in the dirt G's around me everywhere I go G-code, G-code, that's all I know I get money, I can't help it You can't stop it, you gotta accept it You can't knock it, you gotta respect it This is who I am n***a, I can't help it I can't help it In the ghetto in a drop Rolls-Royce They say keep it one hundred, I ain't got no choice (I can't help it) Yeah, I always Big Bank, I'm so trill and you ain't Cut it down, b**h I can't (I can't help it) Hey, see how I do it, I'm so hood Cut it off, go Hollywood, b**h I would if I could (I can't help it) Hey, the city wouldn't be sh** without me Fifteen million dollar houses Still can't get this trap up out me (I can't help it)