Ski Beatz - Rockin' It (a.k.a. Spanish Harlem) lyrics

Chorus: Now all the divas on the left you keep on (rockin' it) And all the fellas on the right you keep on(rockin' it) And all my peoples in the back you keep on(rockin' it) And all the peoples in the front you keep on(rockin' it) [Geechie Suede] Nina, listen Uno poppi chulo 69 position and switchin' Welcome to Belavour just what you been missin' I'm gettin' Caught up in this Camisado la Novela On the riviera with this creature made of satin On me be for kuna Under the luna and palmetto on the slysaretto Speakin' Bonticetti was wichetto We be doin' it ever way you could imagine Now it's up to the cheeba to make it mo' betta as we flo [Sonny Cheeba] And foxy bonita, cha cha cha sonny cheeba Excella Mardi Gras and we funky valentine I'm s**-posed to your voodoo see you peek-a-boo Love american style What, mahogany mix What, fix a hopscotch or bu*t-ox she diggy What, interlude aculpoco you bad don't hurt nobody What, 3 miles out from the coast of satin city Sonny cheeba from the BX connects dig it Chorus x2 [Geechie Suede] She said that I can call her Ginny bought me a martini Some compliments of my paraphenalia from australia I ain't no playa so don't you get it confused I'm the sway-ful-lay, that's the chico man, that's the cherry fools The n-e a** and fabu got hawaiian bless Spillin mazzola between the cracks of my villanova Them sober days ain't even seen up in my inner vision The strizzy days of hollywood raises my style of livin' [Sonny Cheeba] Lost esmerado solero Searchin' every season for the s**y senorita Take my aphrodisiac and wing it back on sunset Some said So to rise and full of bronx who said uh Hater made the cats a-cough it out without no shootout Jive-time s**a for africa from like moses Straight up Chorus x1 [Sonny Cheeba] Da da da day Da da da da da da day What, yes, Sonny Cheeba What, rocks to the beat What, now you say cheeba, if I say some she say cheeba That Negro Leaguer Cheeba Ain't no naptan blue Cheeba twist up the ganja, anethesia Now you say the Lo-a Who rang lower Right on time Midnight magic, lower Max julian, lower Who you dig, lower Diamond city bombers [Geechie Suede] So, la la la la La la la la la la It's the emerald suede gleamin' with the diamond cheeba We blowin' morado Weezin' the lightnin' through hollow dimensions My broke collisions stay reflectin' off bottles of jensen The unforbidden cashmere caught tech ca-nipsin' Correct suspension for this ride to hollywood Chorus x2