This is a song about "Rock it up"

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Stir up coke rock like a robot and it's hot, you ain't even know it,

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Tonight, i ain't here to party, i came to rock (rock)

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

Gliding through the skies as the slow minds wander

A rocket launcher about to rock it proper