Lyrics:
Insult you with my finger
I'll hum you a line
I'm a rapper and a singer
I'm the K to the dash R-IN-O
I'm a strolling dollar phony 'cause
I'm rolling in
the fan
I pick up my girl at the hamburger stand
She loves I'm the singer in a rock and roll band
Bloody milkshake alcohol
Bloody milkshake rock'n'roll
sound, funny
But it's still rock and roll to me
What's the matter with the car I'm driving?
Can't you tell that it's out of style?
Should I get a set
sound
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me
What's the matter with the car I'm driving?
"Can't you tell that it's out of style? "
Should I get
Funny, but it's still rock 'n roll to me
What's the matter with the car I'm drivin'
Can't you tell that it's out of style
Should I get a set of white wall
long way to paradise
And I'm still on my own"
I told her that I came
From Detroit City
And I played guitar
In a long-haired rock 'n' roll band
choice as the hottest wax
True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap
I'm rhymin' and designin' with your girl in my lap
The bass is kickin'
Just because I take the time to unwind
Don't make me half a man
Smokin Dope n Rock n Roll
Packin bowls and rockin shows
Only life I've ever known
I'm
else, I think once to myself, I think once to myself (not one time)
Only blamma to the left (damn) I'm up in the booth by myself
Never came for
and stood on shaky ground.
He said, "That ain't rock'n'roll.
That's just Vaudeville plugging in."
And she looked up and said,
"Ain't that the way it's
blue cheese hundreds, just to be frank
Only blue dream on me, I just smoke dank
I don't serve exotic, I give it away
I'm in LA
I'm a go bring all my
me down
I heard there's a concert that's in town
Maybe the band can lift my spirits
Maybe just having you around
Honey, would you be my rock?
Lets get
Ayy, JK
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by m'self
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock
left in her eyes
Motherfuckers live in their car and call it van life
Stop lying to yourself and just say you're homeless, you stupid, bum
I'm
radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you play my song)
And get ma rock get ma roll
but that don't impress me
I'm the nigga that killed your nephew
This right here a banger
I ain't talkin' bout no singer
Put A hole in a stranger cause'
to the E to the M nigga
New Rolls go vroom nigga
Got a 5 cocked back like boom nigga
Got enough room to fill up a room nigga
And I'm all in these, had 100
for yeah
For a rock and roll soul and
Just flipping it halfway around who
Would have thought that
Probably the least expensive item
In here added
it over and move on up just
A trifle further and reel and rock it,
Roll it over,
Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.
Well, early in the mornin'
find out
Is music propaganda -- should I boogie, Rock and Roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant
be an overnight, mh
You're gonna be an overnight success, yeah
Oh, well, I used to be a sweet little rock 'n' roll singer
Chasing after fortune
And they do in Las Vegas you ever
See Boston? Boston was out there! That's
Right i think Boston's the laziest
Rock 'n roll band
In the world they've had five
rock and roll
Verse 2
Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old
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