though The place is full of soul, heart and soul, baby It's alright, dad, John Lee Hooker, Jerome Green Rolling Stones, Memphis Slim up there Jimmy Reed too, baby, Sonny Boy Williamson, baby
come to earth from outer space And if I traveled my whole life You guys would still be on my case You guys would still be on my case But he can't leave
Yeah.. Haha..you feel that baby? Yeah, I feel it too. Damn. You know..i'm so glad we could spend this time together See, not as crazy as you thought I
be? The Beatles or the Rolling Stones? Oh, seriously You're gonna make mistakes, you're young Come on, baby, play me a song Like, "Here Comes the Sun" Come on, baby
drive-in can't be beat now Made from brontosaurus, baby, not a moo-cow Wanna chill with a saber tooth tiger Wear a loincloth, natural fiber Be the first Rolling Stone
out, yeah? When I get there, you ain't gotta worry 'bout nothing Ya heard me? I feel ya 'cause I got the hook-up Bet on baby, bet on I got the hook-
than the stones on babies wrist The fifth jump like double Dutch in the hood I'm bout to blow fuck knockin' on wood 'Cuz if I don't I'ma knock on the
I think you like it baby, do you want to get nasty? I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll with this hip hop star Bad boots on
doubt, ooh wee, baby, yeah) Your love's just like heaven in my eyes It's hot on the boulevard Ice shinin' high, in your baby blue drop Puttin' weight on them haters, baby
ya pump My New York niggaz leave y'all wit' razor bumps Now pappa raised a rolling stone, I feel like pops In the absence of Makaveli, I feel like Pac
I'm the dealer What you feelin', sure you want some I brought my slums, cats play like rums And money in large sums and navigators and guns Baby mamas
you wanted cause I can't be weak Yeah baby that's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my DJ fresh on wax Put it on the turntable,
ya wanted cause I can't be weak Yeah, baby, that's it, do the split Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my DJ, fresh on wax Put it on the Turntable
got Bun B In my front seat and we got these (Poppers on the Chrome) One time for ya boy Pimp C (Pocket full of stones) Yeah, I gotta pocket full of stones
up Who's on the floor, while the beats break Look at you feelin' to catch a vibe, you buyin' an e-ticket To the unknown, hilltop feelin' a lot drop You
as can be, stone cold Stone cold, baby, stone cold, baby Stone cold, baby (As cold as can be) Stone cold, baby, stone cold, baby Stone cold, baby (As
Yeah, you feel that, baby? Yeah, I feel it too Damn, you know, I'm so glad we could spend this time together See, I'm not as crazy as you thought I was