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The Ultimate Pretty Boy Floyd (Pretty Boy Floyd) · Pretty Boy Floyd (Pretty Boy Floyd) · The Ultimate Pretty Boy Floyd (Pretty Boy Floyd) · Pretty Boy, Dirty Boy (Maluma) · Energised/Rock and Roll Outlaws (Foghat) · Rock and Roll Outlaws (Foghat) · Rock and Roll Outlaws/Sexual Favours (The Exploited) · Rock and Roll Outlaws (Foghat) · Rock & Roll Outlaws [video] (The Exploited) · Rock and Roll Outlaws (Foghat) – and 90 other albums »


suits and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll
To rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll 
Rock'n'roll 
Oh, oh..

So you can call the police
I'm sorry
suits and those pretty boys
I gave my heart to rock'n'roll
To rock'n'roll
Rock'n'roll 
Rock'n'roll 
Oh, oh..

So you can call the police
I'm sorry
The heart-taker
Com'n fly guy
Let's turn it up home boys

Pretty girls you don't stop
Cause I'm Jovanotti
Gonna make you rock
Baby baby gonna show you my
scams are plotted over grams of rock
Undercover agents die by the random shots, we all die in the end

So revenge, I swore, I was all about my ends,
High school seemed like such a blur,
I didn't have much interest in sports or
School elections.
And in class I dreamed all day,
About a rock 'n' roll
town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
a natural born loser, don't you understand
That's why you're born to sing in a rock n roll band
Born to feel the pain and write sad songs
With losers like
of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play rock n' roll"

Well, he picked up his fiddle with style
Walking around like you're pretty boy floyd
Turned stickup kid, look what you done did
Got send up for a eight year bid
Now your man is took and you're
gang bang
With crips and bloods
But i could stand on the corner
Wit killas and drugs
They healing
Outlaws that reaching for souls
We ghetto niggas
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
Cause I'm the s to the p-double o-n-y
The one mc
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
'Cause I'm the S to the p-double o-n-y
The one
planned
'Cause Willie was a roadie with a rock 'n' roll band
They were heads back, celebratin', drinkin' moonshine
Heads down, here we go across another
knows I'd never sell my soul to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight skinny jeans

'Cause you know I'd rather sing my own songs
Than be a puppet
fantasy
Get high fellas, stand by, 'here's the plan, see?'
Sit back collectin' Tecs N checks and
Blowin slow in a Montaro flexin
Beats break heavily
Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't