ill but words don't break him bone They bounce off him 'cause see him is purchasin' homes See his stones how they complement each other Size of the rocks
to roam" Oh, baby oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Ya, hear me oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Then in the U.S. music scene there
day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can
, floss I catch a beat runnin' like Randy Moss Ride dat bitch off like a brand new horse I'm rollin' my stones, gatherin' no moss Mami, I'm comin', I hope you get off Or rock
the Kings Of Rock Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, The Stones David Allen Coe and no show Jones Pass that bottle around, got the rock from Detroit Soul from Motown the underground stoned
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
on they ass 'cuz my shit is bigga I got my block sewed up, got them rocks swole up Keep my shit on cock in case they roll up Niggas wanna stick me for
'ma ryder clap off hop in a divider Keep the car in neutral let it roll back Big A.K. tied to the ski rack, brick a 100 pack Sold off sheet rock, 2 gunz
cap mountains tops for you And knights in flaming silver robes for you And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you Swoop, swoop, oh, baby, rock, rock Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
style from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from?) Yo it's the P Yo, disperse from off
I let you go I can't let you go, damn, if I let you go She gon' rock them VVS stones, if I let you go In the 'Bach or the Rolls, if I let you go She
know if you wanna ride with this hip hop star I'm a rock star Undress me, undress me You can come Come baby, undress me Take off that tank top and pull off
rock Vokal, it's either Timb's or Nikes When I step in my Prada, I'ma rock the ice When the 'Tics do a show, I'ma rock the mic Born in "New Jack City
$Hort baby I don't play that jack One young tender lost all hope I slapped her In the face with my dunkie rolls Another young sucka tried to front my style Sawed off
on the Chrome) One time for ya boy Pimp C (Pocket full of stones) Yeah, I gotta pocket full of stones 'Cause I fell off my dirt bike in cargo pants I rock
[afrika] Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, hangin on the scene Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean ? ? got my tiger
floor They were all in the rock-roll band Their first song sounded like this Please get me a witness Please get me a witness Right off, they needed