Rasheeda - Bedrock Remix Lyrics
(feat. Toya Carter, Diamond, LoLa Monroe & Kandi)[Rasheeda:]YeahRasheeda... BabyI'm a play around a little bit... likeAlrightLike [x3]Okay okayLookI got that great, greatFruity pebbles sweetHe running after me like a track meetC'monHe call me sushi roll, cause I'm raw as *****All ready supreme ain't gotta gas me upMy pillow talk game so superiorSo I leave the store with every different color furBURR! Gucci Mane said it bestHe's like my infant, keep his mouth on my breastI'm SHEEDA SHEEDA, the Nicki DivaAnd it gets wetter than, Lake GenevaAnd then we role playI just won an OscarGenius brains like I graduated from HarvardFull scholarship... here swallow thisSex education classLet's ExperimentWe make the bedrockAnd holler many soundsI keep him at attention it never goes down[Chorus: Kandi]Ooohhh baby, I'm a put it down on you babyWanna give it all to you babyCan you find my G-Spot, call me Mrs. Flintstone I can make your bedrockOoohhhI can make your bedrockOhhhhhhI can make your bedrock boyOhhhhhI can make your bedrockOoohhhI can make your bedrock[Toya Carter:]Independent now, used to have my hands tiedNow they after me I got a custom stop signIt must be something bout my accentCause I say BABAY and niggas wanna pay a chickSmall waist, pretty face, and my booty roundNow he in my zone like a touch downI don't need another friend, I need a team mateWith a big appetite eat the whole plateDon't come around with that lyin I seen you beforeYou know damn well I got my own TV show (Yeah Baby)Now that's some boss shit, I got my own everythingAnd I could put it downMade him pull a hamstring[Chorus][Diamond:]MRS 32I'm Going InYeahI can make your bedrockIt's 32 top notchMy Reese's pieces, buttercup got em playing hopscotchRiding with the top off, I'm posing like I'm JanetHe UPS my ***** cause I'm on another planetGot dammit she can't stand itCause he spoil me like he SantaI make him ho... Ho... ho while we cruising in my phantomHe catching temper tantrums when he miss my fruit pebblesSo I sex him on the schedule just to make him feel specialI'm too spoiled and too royal (too royal)So he spa's today and rub me down with oilI came first he went lastIt's Willie Wonka no handsBaskin robin in demandStill rocking no weeding ring[Lola Luv:]Okay he super flyI just gotta tame emSit em down make him the shit, potty train emI make him raise his hand, call me Ms. MonroeI bless him like a reverend... I guess I run the showI'm a front runner his ex a back rounderAll she do is throw shade like the MAC counterAmerican idol I'm shining nowThey love to judge meSign me poundGive em the diamond smellI don't tell em shitI replace *****es I'm on my Allen shitIt's like a melon split when I let em cutHe pop my fire hydrant then I wet him up[Chorus][Kandi:]Come give me a Hersey kissTwist me up like licoriceWipe my candle apple while INibble on your dip stickEvery now and later you can be my sugar daddyI let you break me off like a kit-kit-kattyOooooooooooooYou can chew on my big red while you try my lemon headDon't stopIf I blow on your blow pop I can make your bedrock[Chorus]
