You gotta cook, cook, cook every mornin' Cook, cook, cook every night Work hard all of the daytime And dance, dance, dance all the night Everytime I'm
Traduzione: Rolling Stones. Cook Cook Blues.
like a tortilla nigga [Verse 6: Chamillionaire - imitating Big Moe] Hey, naw, naw, just tryin them doors is on swangs Still crawlin low, roll master on swangs (roll
they blowin kisses Pay attention to our pimpin Flict, Nino, and the Juice We tear the club up thugs and bitches [Kilo] Bone solid! Cuz papa was a rolling stone
coal, ?provomic? diamond studded See verbally I'm iced down, too heavy and sharp to lug it Yo hip hop's lone Rolling Stone wit no known offspring so
how he did it but they all wanna roll Im easy passin by so I aint worried bout the tone So holla at me homie when you see me in that blue spurn We run
gettin' dressed for school Puttin' barrettes in her head An honor roll student real smart That's what they said Every morning when she left Mom would cook
s gettin' dressed for school Puttin' barrettes in her head An honor roll student real smart That's what they said Every morning when she left Mom would cook
I said Y'all remember that shit when I said, I said ah America, Get busy Humpty yeah The red the white the blue and the blue and red for crips and bloods
in a bucket of blue oysters I'm in the air like the ozone, bubble gum snow cones Raccoon in the yard, layin' wit drug bones That's how I roll palms, Godsy
hook-up and it's on We got them rides whatever you need Just step next door we fully equip with automatics Police detect us, let's roll, roll, roll
hook-up and its on We got them rides whatever you need My nigga just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us, let's roll, roll, roll
floor like the Manut look You shook, nigga I'm like the crew cook I put a price on the whip and I'm like the blue book With an appetite for destruction
and its on [Wish Bone] We got them rides Whatever you need Just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us Lets roll, roll, roll
the blues So I bought me a ticket I caught a plane to Spain Went to a party down a red dirt road There were lots of pretty people there Reading Rolling Stone
Eufala Caught a great big ol' blue cat on a driftin' jug line Sells his hardwood timber to the shipping mill Cooks that crystal meth because the shine don't sell He cooks
