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Re - Rock
137
Hip-Hop/Rap
Re - Rock was released on May 31, 2024 by Manteca Music as a part of the album Bazuko
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AlbumBazuko
Release DateMay 31, 2024
LabelManteca Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CRIMEAPPLE
CRIMEAPPLE
Vocals
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Performer
Sabastian Vasco
Sabastian Vasco
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
CRIMEAPPLE
CRIMEAPPLE
Lyrics
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Ghost Ltd
Big Ghost Ltd
Producer
Michael Ramirez
Michael Ramirez
Producer

Lyrics

Woah (Uh)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, woah (Uh)
Weird and fucked up
See me in Clover's eatin' weird shit (Fuckin' crazy)
You know what I'm sayin', just wakin' up
Used to keep fucking Tampico in the fridge, pussy (Lo se muy acuerdesco)
I ain't forget (Huh?)
Ay-yay-yay (The fuck you talking 'bout?)
Woah, woah (Ah, woah, woah)
Look
Jeweler hit me with the water, made me re-rock (Bing-bing-bing-bing-bing)
High school, used to hide the baggies in my Reeboks (Woah)
Glenn Robinsons, nah, I ain't have a Jordan budget (Nah, we have no fucking money)
But now I'm thinking Jordan Belfort when I over-does it (Woah, woah)
Over butter, guys putting thumbs inside a mailbox (Ay-yay-yay)
That's the darkest part of the forest where the trail stops (Mm)
You thought I would fail? Nah, how could I not be crack? (How could I not be crack?)
I swam in my father's balls while he inhaled rocks
Mom was on other drugs, 'cept she ain't my mommy now (She ain't my mommy now)
Cut her off, I'ma let some Insta' models tie me down (Ow)
Paper over pussy, and Visa over vagina
You probably doing bad, puttin' coochie over the commas (Ah)
I used to get low from sirens, now I get low in Bahamas (Bye)
Don't be stupid and think that these checks came with a conscience (Nah)
Back on my Grey Poupon shit with the window down wildin' (Fa, fa, fa)
The pound, yen, and pesos, and the dollars all pillin' (Woah)
Woah
Jeweler hit me with the water made me re-rock (Woah)
Yeah, you don't fuck with CRIME, it's all peace, pa (It's all peace)
Split ya longaniza, right time, no hay prisa
Ahi va tu madre pa la misa (Ay-yay-yay)
Jeweler hit me with the water made me re-rock (Bing-bing-bing-bing-bing)
Yeah, you don't fuck with CRIME, it's all peace, pa (Yup)
Split ya longaniza, right time, no hay prisa (Yup)
Ahi va tu madre pa la misa (Woah)
Jeweler hit me with the water, made me re-rock (Ooh)
Shit, I couldn't be caught dead inside a Nissan (Never)
Nah, departed from the dock with like three dots (What's up, bitch?)
The distance travelled could only be measured in speed knots (Toma)
No, I don't wanna hear all the coke talk (Toma)
Porque tu no habla if it's the boat talk (Shh)
How do we go forth and eat together peacefully? (Man, I don't know)
Sadhuguru, Louis Farrakhan maybe reaching me (Hello?)
Just skydive off my dick and have some decency (Yee)
People who employ you wanted a piece of me
But ain't have the cheese for me (Nah-nah-nah)
I still hit my marks quite easily (Ba)
Exes hit my line crying often, like they needed me
Well, sorry, baby, I'm a futurist
You need to pick me up maybe download Uber? Lyft? Shit
Ya new man, he just a frugal prick (That motherfucker's cheap)
Me, I be rolling with two chains like Ludacris (Woah)
Who am I to judge? Fuck it, all I say to each is own (Nah, do you, playboy)
But last time I wore a Cuban that size, I was three years old (Hah)
You really chastised when you reach your goals (Okay)
It's like they rather see me collapse with four or five leakin' holes (Oh-kay)
Fuck it, I don't even know, all I know is greatness now (Yup)
CRIME in that bag again, fuck you, better pay me now (Yuh)
Big Ghost throwin' gasoline on the pavement now
Tryna light a star on fire like a pagan now (Woah)
Jeweler hit me with the water made me re-rock (Ay-yay-yay)
Yeah, you don't fuck with CRIME it's all peace, pa (It's all peace)
Split ya longaniza, right time, no hay prisa
Ahi va tu madre pa la misa
Jeweler hit me with the water made me re-rock (Bing-bing-bing-bing-bing)
Yeah, you don't fuck with CRIME it's all peace, pa (It's all peace)
Split ya longaniza, right time, no hay prisa
Ahi va tu madre pa la misa
Written by: Big Ghost Ltd, CRIMEAPPLE
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