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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.

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 for 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 day, hot as a summer's eve. Young Money thieves steal your heart with ease.

I like the way you walking if you walking my way.

I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away. Let's buy a place with all kind of space.

I'll let you be the judge and, and, and I'm the case. I'm gonna gutter, 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 a nigga -grocery bag. -Okay.

Ooh, baby, I'll be stuck to you like glue, baby. Wanna spend it all on you, baby. My room is the G-spot, call me

Mr. Flintstone. I can make your bed rock. I-I-I-I can make your bed rock.

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.

-Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it's my turn. Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns.

He say I'm bad, he probably right. He pressing me like button-downs on a Friday night.

I'm so pretty, like, be on my pedal bike. Be on my low skirts, be on my egg whites.

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

" And I just be coming off the top, -asbestos.

-I love your 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.

Okay. Ooh, baby, I'll be stuck to you like glue, baby.

Wanna spend it all on you, baby. My room is the G-spot, call me Mr. Flintstone. I can make your bed rock.

I-I-I-I can make your bed rock. 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 like tanning, I like standing.

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 I'm coasting like back, forth, hold it.

She pose like it's her posters and I poke like I'm supposed to.

Take this photo if you for me, she said, "Don't you ever show this.

" I'm too loyal and too focused to be losing and be hopeless.

When I spoke this, she rejoiced it, said, "Your words get me open.

" So I closed it with your clotheses, I'm only loving 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. Mm, she know she bad.

D-do your thing, baby, I ain't even mad. And I ain't leaving fast, I'ma stay a while.

Hold your -head, Chris, I-I'ma take a toll.

-Ooh, baby, I'll be stuck to you like glue, baby. Wanna spend it all on you, baby. My room is the G-spot, call me Mr.

Flintstone. I can make your bed rock. I-I-I-I can make your bed rock.

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. -A G-string, a G-string.

Making the night -passionate.

-And Young Mula, baby. Oh, it's Young Mula, baby.

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