Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot

Television, my teacher
Confessor and preacher
My bible
My bile
The talk show and trial

You're wet, I'm wild
For your shilling, I'm willing
Tune in your lips and burning breath
My fête worse than death

He think he's bad
Ain’t got no class
Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass
He think he's bad
Ain’t got no class
Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass

Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
My profit, my pusher
My faker, the hooker
A little praise, it's astounding
In for a penny, I get a pounding

Through all the drinks
My vision shrinks and drowns this life
That slowly sinks

He think he's bad
Ain’t got no class
Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass
He think he's bad
Ain’t got no class
Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass

Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
[Instrumental break]

Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass

Rock this, oh, rock this
Rock this, oh, rock this
Won’t you rock this?
Yeah, rock this
Oh, rock this, rock this
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, rock
Yeah, rock it
Oh, rock it, woo
Rock this shotgun
Rock this shot
Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass
Rock it
Up his motherfucking ass
Motherfucking ass
Motherfucking ass