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BedRock

4:49r&b Album Twerkout Gym 2021-11-05

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Description

Producer: Kane Beatz

Recording Engineer: Finis "KY" White

Mixing Engineer: Fabian Marasciullo

Mixing Second Engineer: Elizabeth Gallardo

Recording Second Engineer: Edward "JewFro" Lidow

Vocalist: Lil Wayne

Vocalist: Gudda Gudda

Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Nicki Minaj

Vocalist: Drake

Vocalist: Tyga

Vocalist: Jae Millz

Composer Lyricist: D. Carter

Composer Lyricist: Carl Lilly

Composer Lyricist: A. Graham

Composer Lyricist: Jarvis Mills

Composer Lyricist: M. Stevenson

Composer Lyricist: Timothy Mosley

Composer Lyricist: D. Johnson

Composer Lyricist: Stephen Garrett

Lyrics and translation

Original

I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Young Money)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, girl

I-I-I I can make your bed rock

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She got that good-good

She Michael Jackson bad

I'm attracted to her, with her attractive ass

And now we murderers, because we kill time

I knock her lights out, and she still shine

I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave

But I keep her running back and forth

Like a soccer team

Cold as a winter's day

Hot as a summer's eve

Young Money thieves

Steal your love and leave

I like the way you walk, and if you walkin' my way

I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away

Let's buy a place, with all kind of space

I let you be the judge, an'-an'-and I'm the case

I'm Gudda Gudda

I put her under

I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder

She don't even wonder, 'cause she know she bad

And I got her, nigga

Grocery bag

Ooh (ooh) baby

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock

OK, I get it

Let me think, I guess it's my turn

Maybe it's time to put this pussy on ya sideburns

He say I'm bad, he probably right

He pressing me like button-downs on a Friday night (ha-ha)

I'm so pretty like

Be on my pedal bike

Be on my low starch

Be on my Ecko whites

He say, "Nicki don't stop, you the bestest"

And I just be coming off the top, asbestos

I love ya sushi roll, hotter than wasabi

I race for your love

Shake and bake, Ricky Bobby

I'm at the W, but I can't meet you in the lobby

Girl I gotta watch my back, 'cause I'm not just anybody

I seen 'em stand in line, just to get beside her

I let her see the Aston, and let the rest surprise her

That's when we disappear, and you need GPS to find her

Oh, that was your girl?

I thought I recognized her

Ooh (ooh) baby (baby)

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She like tanning

I like staying in

She like romancing

I like rolling with friends

She said I'm caged in

I think her conscience is

She watching that Oxygen

I'm watching ESPN

But when that show end

She all on my skin, lotion

Slow motions, while we roller coastin'

Like back, forth, hold it (hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)

She pose like it's for posters

And I poke like I'm suppose to

Take this photo if you for me

She said, "Don't you ever show this"

I'm too loyal (loyal, loyal)

And too focused (focused, focused)

To be losing (losin', losin')

And be hopeless (hopeless, hopeless)

When I spoke this, she rejoiced it

Said, "Your word get me open"

So I closed it

Where your clothes is

I'm only lovin' for the moment (for the moment, for the moment)

She ain't got a man

But she's not alone

Miss Independent

Yeah, she got her own

Hey, gorgeous

Um, I mean flawless

Well, that's what you are, how I see it is how I call it, yeah

L-look at how she walk

Mhm, she know she bad

D-do your thing, baby

I ain't even mad

And I ain't leavin' fast

I'm a stay a while

Hold ya head Chris

I-I'm a take her down

Ooh baby

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, girl (Young Money, yeah)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh (Gudda Gudda)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (T-Streetz, Mack Maine)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Jae Millz)

Oh baby, (Drizzy Drake)

I be stuck to you, (Nicki Minaj)

Like glue (glue) baby, (hey, Shanell)

Wanna spend it all on you (you), (Lil Twist)

Baby (Lil Chuckey), my room is the G-spot, (and Young Lloyd)

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock girl (hey)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (we Young Money)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

Hey!

English translation

I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Young Money)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, girl

I-I-I I can make your bed rock

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She got that good-good

She Michael Jackson bad

I'm attracted to her, with her attractive ass

And now we murderers, because we kill time

I knock her lights out, and she still shine

I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave

But I keep her running back and forth

Like a soccer team

Cold as a winter's day

Hot as a summer's eve

Young Money thieves

Steal your love and leave

I like the way you walk, and if you walkin' my way

I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away

Let's buy a place, with all kind of space

I let you be the judge, an'-an'-and I'm the case

I'm Gudda Gudda

I put her under

I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder

She don't even wonder, 'cause she know she bad

And I got her, nigga

Grocery bag

Ooh (ooh) baby

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock

OK, I get it

Let me think, I guess it's my turn

Maybe it's time to put this pussy on ya sideburns

He say I'm bad, he probably right

He pressing me like button-downs on a Friday night (ha-ha)

I'm so pretty like

Be on my pedal bike

Be on my low starch

Be on my Ecko whites

He say, "Nicki don't stop, you the bestest"

And I just be coming off the top, asbestos

I love ya sushi roll, hotter than wasabi

I race for your love

Shake and bake, Ricky Bobby

I'm at the W, but I can't meet you in the lobby

Girl I gotta watch my back, 'cause I'm not just anybody

I seen 'em stand in line, just to get beside her

I let her see the Aston, and let the rest surprise her

That's when we disappear, and you need GPS to find her

Oh, that was your girl?

I thought I recognized her

Ooh (ooh) baby (baby)

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

She like tanning

I like staying in

She like romancing

I like rolling with friends

She said I'm caged in

I think her conscience is

She watching that Oxygen

I'm watching ESPN

But when that show end

She all on my skin, lotion

Slow motions, while we roller coastin'

Like back, forth, hold it (hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it)

She pose like it's for posters

And I poke like I'm suppose to

Take this photo if you for me

She said, "Don't you ever show this"

I'm too loyal (loyal, loyal)

And too focused (focused, focused)

To be losing (losin', losin')

And be hopeless (hopeless, hopeless)

When I spoke this, she rejoiced it

Said, "Your word get me open"

So I closed it

Where your clothes is

I'm only lovin' for the moment (for the moment, for the moment)

She ain't got a man

But she's not alone

Miss Independent

Yeah, she got her own

Hey, gorgeous

Um, I mean flawless

Well, that's what you are, how I see it is how I call it, yeah

L-look at how she walk

Mhm, she know she bad

D-do your thing, baby

I ain't even mad

And I ain't leavin' fast

I'm a stay a while

Hold ya head Chris

I-I'm a take her down

Ooh baby

I be stuck to you

Like glue (glue) baby

Wanna spend it all on you (you)

Baby, my room is the G-spot

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock, girl (Young Money, yeah)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh (Gudda Gudda)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (T-Streetz, Mack Maine)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock (Jae Millz)

Oh baby, (Drizzy Drake)

I be stuck to you, (Nicki Minaj)

Like glue (glue) baby, (hey, Shanell)

Wanna spend it all on you (you), (Lil Twist)

Baby (Lil Chuckey), my room is the G-spot, (and Young Lloyd)

Call me Mr. Flintstone

I can make your bed rock girl (hey)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh (we Young Money)

I-I-I I can make your bed rock girl, ooh

I-I-I I can make your bed rock, ooh

I-I-I I can make your (bed rock)

Hey!

Watch video Young Money, Lloyd - BedRock

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