stack this cake, we gon' roll like skates [VERSE 6: Steele] Daddy wanna stay, but daddy gotta go Daddy can't hang cause daddy gotta show Poppa was a rolling stone
out of a rolling stone And there ain't no wild card ever could beat the house You ain't got a chance but don't worry now You're gonna be happy you lost
all soon forget who they are. The cares of today are soon washed away As they sit at a stool by the bar. The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones
too I'm going through a strange tug of war inside my mental wall Record just went platinum, I'm slapping 'em, I'll show you all Cover of Rolling Stones
be the day that I die, This will be the day that I die; Now for ten years we've been on our own, And moss grows fat on a rolling stone, But that's not
shit, green told y'all Big mics fo y'all, my crew Stronghold, y'all one two three four five, that's the roll call roll call, roll call, roll call.....
pass your street I have to take a second look I just strain my eyes are you happy now you're off the hook my imagination hits me like a stone I can see
glory one day you got none one day you're a diamond and then you're a stone everything can change in the blink of an eye so let the good times roll before
my best friend You're my passion, we're together Music is my life I wanna live with you forever There's no limit, celebration Everybody come and dance, feel the fascination Like a Rolling Stone
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy
town and forget about everything but you knwo he'll always keep moving you know he's never gonna stop moving cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stones
s a . . . Francesca: Who cares about royalties? Don: Grrah! Francesca: Look, I've seen everybody around, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Arthur Brown
J.) Tears roll down her cheeks And happy thoughts run through her head As he whispers low, "With this ring, I thee wed." Chorus- both Golden ring (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Tears roll down her cheeks And happy thoughts run through her head As he whispers low, "With this ring, I thee wed." Chorus- both Golden ring (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
out with the God broke belt buckle Jewels, pay respect to my larynx My bird blew niggaz away like a clarinet My hoes, they so happy I ain't married yet