Dr. Dre - Afro PuffsLyrics

I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock on with my bad self cause it's a must It's the Lady Of Rage still kicking up dust So umm, let me loosen up my bra strap And umm, let me boost ya with my raw rap Cause I'm-a break it down to the nitty-gritty one time When it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine Busy as a beaver, ya best believer This grand diva's runnin shit with the speed of a cheetah, meet a Lyrical murderer, I'm servin em like two scoops of chocolate Check it how I rock it I'm the one that's throwin bolos, ya better roll a Rolo To find out I'm the number one solo, uhh The capital are-A now take it to the G-E I bring the things to light, but you still can't see me I flow like a monthly you can't cramp my style For those that try to punk me, here's a Pamprin child No need to say mo', check the flow Rage in effect once mo', so now ya know I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self Now I'm hittin MC's like Hoo-yu-ken! Ain't no doubt about it, I'm the undisputed So what you uhh, wanna do is back on up I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, pass the bucks So put your money on the bread winner I kick lyrics so dope that the brothers call em head spinners I got the tongue that has outdone anyone From the rising to the setting of the sun Or the moon, I consume the room with doom When I hear the kick of a 808 bass, poom Boom, bam, God, damn! I'm hittin so hard you could say it's a grand, slam, dunk, punks Get broken off for chunk when they feel the funk Of the rhythm (fresh) that I give em Let it hit em, split em, did it now I'm rid of em, yeah I put that on my unborn kids Rage in effect so you know how it is I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self Now ever since my debut, I've continued to lay you Flat on your back from the raps that I spat, spit Oh shit, I'm the shit! You can't get with the Rage then tough tit-ty I pi-ty the fool, that gets With the lyrical murderer cause my shit is rude (ooooh!) You wanna get with the wickedness, with that Big body girl that's kickin it, rippin it apart like Jason You'll be chasin a dream like Freddy Are you ready for the cream de la creme? I'm steam pressuring those who ain't measuring up I keep competitors stuck In the muck with they butt up, what you wanna nut up Like cashew, don't you know that I will mash you? For real, That's the deal, I'm straight out of Farmville, VA (So what you gotta say?) I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self I rock rough and stuff with my afro puffs (Rage!) Rock on with your bad self Huh I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what?) I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!) I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what?) I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!) I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what?) I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!) I am the roughest, roughest, roughest (Say what? Say what? Say what?) I am the toughest, toughest, toughest (Rage!) Get with the uh, roughest, roughest Get with the uh, toughest, toughest (Rage!) Get with the uh, roughest, roughest (Yeah) Get with the uh, toughest, toughest (Rage!) Get with the uh, wickedness, roughest I am the uh, wickedness (Rage Yeah, one-nine-nine-four The indo blow and the grass grow Snoop Doggy Dogg still don't love a hoe But you gotta give credit when credit is due Women back down and bow down to my motherfucking homegirl The Lady Of Rage She rocks rough and stuff with the Afro Puffs Handcuffed and she busts And trick biatch, she's guaranteed to tear shit up You know what I'm saying?