Text: Yung Joc. Other. Jockin.

There it is
i'm not tryna be funni or nuthin
but they sure is jockin

{Chorus}
they keep jockin
they keep jockin
this i kno (say wuh)
this i kno (what cha doin shawty)
i gets money on da low
im choppin 24's
im known 2 cut ya hoe
so i need 2 let u kno
dont hate me(come on now)
dont hate me(and there it is)

{Verse 1}
all flavor bapes
joc laced the first
jolly rancher verse
wrist watch starburst
u need a couple stacks come n get it cash money
u call dat ballin well shawty das gas money
claim u da weight man
nah i dont buy it
if i get knocked da whole block go on a diet
ya baby momma luv me
ya baby sista like me
if u say my name watch dem hoes get excited
aint my fault they cant help it if dey blush (blush)
im not Omarion but they wanna be touched (touched)
and it dont matter were n da house or n my car

{Chorus}
they keep jockin
they keep jockin
this i kno (say wuh)
this i kno (what cha doin shawty)
i gets money on da low
im choppin 24's
im known 2 cut ya hoe
so i need 2 let u kno
dont hate me(come on now)
dont hate me(and there it is)
{Verse-2}
a doller 50 on da kicks
i like nice shit
ask the price tag
on my swag, priceless
i keep a semi-auto
i could drop ya top wit it
so dont make me snap
ill make u lean n rock wit it
dress 2 impress
fly like the birds
open up da zip
now tha whip smell like purp
new joc city beatin through ya fifteens
alpine amps push button flip screens
nigga watch the ashes
don't burn the seats
candy on the classic
ya holla trick-or-treat
ya niggas got jokes
so they call me jock strap
but if a nigga think i'm slow
you betta tell em' joc's strapped

{Chorus}
they keep jockin
they keep jockin
this i kno (say wuh)
this i kno (what cha doin shawty)
i gets money on da low
im choppin 24's
im known 2 cut ya hoe
so i need 2 let u kno
dont hate me(come on now)
dont hate me(and there it is)

{Verse 3}
i'm often by the tap
i do this just for fun
it's dark when i enter,
when i leave break of dawn
don't wanna gucci shades
block rays from the sun
call in sick,
cause ya days just begun
pineapple juice, it approve bacardi rum
liquor on my breath
so i keep a pack of gum
i keep the hemi cocked,
so ya know it's not on safe
partna don't hate,
ya minds a terrible thing to waste
block got the keys to the sweet
i'm on the way
darlin got that hoochie poppin,
coochie givin face
5,4,3,2,1 it's a rap
check the sound scan
i'm on fire like the trap

{Chorus}
they keep jockin
they keep jockin
this i kno (say wuh)
this i kno (what cha doin shawty)
i gets money on da low
im choppin 24's
im known 2 cut ya hoe
so i need 2 let u kno
dont hate me(come on now)
dont hate me(and there it is)

(Thanks to Melvin for these lyrics)