Lyrics:
a good old wine or rock 'n' roll
If it feels real good let it move your soul
But if it hurts to say her name, baby let go
First time for both of you
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
up everybody
We came here to party, so get up everybody
Well my name is J-Ro I came to rock the world
And my name is Lil Tone I got all
all ages
Ha-Hallelujah I'm the Hollygrove 2Pac
Roc-a-fella new rock hundred K in a shoebox
AK and a new Glock, a-what-baba-lou-bop
Pray the vest you
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my feet
D by my side and Jay with the beat (beat)
Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay, uh, uh
We
see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you fly, stand by, I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
Tell me what is your name?
Ooo now baby
Tell me what is you name?
Well I'm in love with you baby
Supposin' you feel the same?
Well now baby
I
Tell me what is your name?
Oh, now baby
Tell me what is your name?
Well, I'm in love with you baby
Hope that you feel the same
Well, now baby
I
me what is your name?
Oh now baby
Tell me what is you name?
Well I'm in love with you baby
Supposin' you feel the same?
Well now baby
I really
what is your name?
Ooo now baby, tell me what is you name?
Well I'm in love with you baby
Supposin' you feel the same?
Well now baby, I really want you
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Ha!
Young nigga jookin' on the back block
(Back block)
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
(Hands hurt)
Foreign door, push got
Arrows flying by day, or of the terrors of night
Of pestilence or plague I’ll never be afraid
Cause all who trust in your name will never be dismayed
God
me a brand new toy
Two turntables with a mic, and I learned to rock like Dolemite
Time went by, on this God's creation, I knew someday I would rock
Mr. 305, AKA
Mr. Snort Yay, Spit Rocks, Made in Dade
I owe my future to last name Campbell, first name Luther
The gun-shine state where they shoot
Whatever on rocks Hennessy or Bacardi
Might be down for some molly
Get your girls If you bout it feeling real loose understand
I'm in the mood no chilling by
yeaaaaaaaah
I'm gonna bring young G in on this mic
His name is Yungstar
You know that he's rollin tight
I'm gonna bring him in and I'm comin down
I'm comin
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
hit by hit and blow by blow
b-b-b-b-b-baby, you come knockin' on my door
b-b-b-b-b-baby, you just gotta have some more
sex, drugs, rock'n'roll
name
are blessed
Common now
I'm blessed in the name of the Lord I say
I'm blessed in the name of the Lord I say
Fruitful in the name of the Lord I declare
PLOW!)
Swift and changeable no style, be Rock style
Not foul, but play with me at your own risk and I might not smile
You get with the pawn, in one arms
I
no oh no
Wobrɛ bɛyɛ kwa oh
But i wish you well oh
For i have a God
His name is Jesus
Who dey by my side
My rock of ages
For i have a God
His name is
beige jacket in his truck
To all you slow footed penguins, duckin from these
Hot rocks that's flamin, chocolate for all you rap Damian's
Spraying cards
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