and Natasha The menage-a-trois around my waist Like Ill and Al Skratch smokin' 50 sacks in the back of Ac's Windows cracked, so sit back relax Yo Vec
With pistolo, call me tomorrow on the 'Rola The Ayatollah, strike back you're just a soldier For them thug niggas holding their gats and never scared
sets me free From the things I see Let me be somebody, hear my plea It's only me, I'd rather be lonely Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own Toke it
face Cause she sets me free From the things I see Let me be somebody, hear my plea It's only me, I'd rather be lonely Roll it on my own, cause I hold
things I see Let me be somebody, hear my plea It's only me, I'd rather be lonely Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own Toke it on my own, used to think
be somebody, hear my plea It's only me, I'd rather be lonely Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own Toke it on my own, used to think of dyin' Now I think
to park the range Cause I trynna see her get away Bridge: I said Hold up wait a minute Shorty can I get your name (Shorty can I get your name) Hold
it was an invasion Toured the world for 3 years Hell with vacation Vocation of vocalization Especially with the impact of it takes a nation Of millions to hold us back
Yo, hold up, stop, stop What's goin' on? What's goin' on? Yo, what's goin' on? What's goin' on? I'm just holdin' on What's goin' on? What's goin' on
Word, word man bird gang I thought you heard Mayne But hold on Holmes, I be rollin' stones Rocked up like a rollin' stone Blocked up and I hold the
Dub sacks an coniac Helps me deal with these phonies Busters sellin for g's that I stack From the back to ponies I got hommies with l's on they backs
s colorful stones, because there's ice in my Phillies [Verse 3 - Juelz Santana] Sorry, I got to go, I got to get it But she know how daddy roll I'm coming back
Or shots from the roof duke will circle round your body Like hoola-hoops Mami told me son, hold your own And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone
your mouth piece Game over, we up in the range rover Wake up in the morning with a hangover Roll over do the whole damn thang over I'ma roller, took her ass back
at me Keep 'em in back of me Knowin' they after me Keep 'emin back of me Surely, in back of me Way in back of me You should come ride with a playa (playa
brain Zig-Zag filled with the diggity-dank Hold on tight it will hit you like a tank The devil nodded off Because he knew that he was stoned And he
Won't you save me from myself? When my senses melt away you will be here And I won't need nobody else I can't hold back, I won't fight it Roll back this stone
". Runnin' the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback, f**k a Aston Martin, show me where the stone fat. Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that, the