Round round get around I get around Yeah get around woo, woo, woo...... Get around, get around, I get around
Перевод: Rolling Stones. I Get Around.
these knuckleheads how to do this here Ooh yeah, new year, next phase, begin Look who's got you goin' crazy again I'm a trend, I set one every time I'm in I
chick I fuck with is a dime I’mlike Patty LaBelle, homie, I’mon my own Where I lay my hat is my home, I’ma rolling stone Cross my path I'll crush ya
I spent 20 years trying to get out of this place I was looking for something I couldn't replace I was running away from the only thing I've ever known
up up up up ruff me up up up up up I dont wanna be sweet cause I know that its mediocrity You're the one that I want and I need so baby explore me Pull
s get the fuck out, Busta I got you [Busta Rhymes] Aiyyo we do great study on fossils and stones like archeologists Gem-ologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones
old woman used to say We used to lie in bed and make love all day Now I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, I think I
this mess around, one beat at a time. When I was young I used to turn up my headphones And flip through the pages of the Ro-oh-lling Stone Used to turn
what match my clothes i got a fetish for da stones im heavy on da ice man if i aint got a pistol im be sure i got a knife fam get outta line and im lightin
Left my home I worked my fingers to the bone And there was not a stone I did not leave unturned And I was havin' a good time Roll on Roll on Roller
up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em but I hit 'em up (*Gun shot*) I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him [
Jesus up When I say I’m bout my gwop, I don’t me a-molie It’s like I’m being watched, I don’t me a rollie I’m half past 7?o clock all by my lonely Spits
the time i get my back then i need it up Time to find another boy time i gettin a rita [Chorus] I think i got them scared I think that they scared of
poor At the end of day and night all we want is more I keep my feet on solid ground And use my wings when storms come around I keep my feet on solid
we count the dough It's kinda like robbin' but it's legally done And now days if it ain't legal I don't fuck around I get my thrill when I ill and a
rain will collect their toll. And all I'll take is what I brought and I may not get what I sought. Whether I sink or I fall that's up to the shifting
yeah I guess I can't blame her for goin' up there though The place is full of soul, heart and soul, baby It's alright, dad, John Lee Hooker, Jerome Green Rolling Stones
