Lyrics:
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Came true today
Yes, it did
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
All good
and four for boys
Five for silver, six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told
But there's a bird that nests inside you
Sleeping underneath your
what you called for
I know what you're gonna say
I'm gonna be a little bit late
Well I know you're a little bit late's
Are usually two or three or four
time does your train roll by?
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost highway
forget me it's, by my side
Ye-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeah, by my side (ooh)
The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller
Put four in your head, have you
life
or even worse
it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church
yo' brains might have to burst
you shouldn't have fucked with me first
since
Two little boys and an old family dog
By the banks of a stream sat one day
The boys decided old rover must die
A nuisance well out of the way
not have three or four, but you got one man (big boy)
I said give me two pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
your eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say
(Fuckin' punk, pussy bitch)
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac (I'll fuck you up, boy)
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not (never)
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love my
5-6-7
The only two things in life that make it worth livin'
Is guitars that tune good and firm feelin' women
I don't need my name in the marquee lights
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
In the middle of his life
He left his wife
And ran off to be bad
Boy, it was sad
But he bought a new car
Found a new bar
And went under another
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
to have for the rest of our life and then came two adorable little boys
And, my husband just adored my daughter and adored the two boys
And I feel I just
Y'all niggas ain't tired right?
One, one, two, two
Three, three, four, breathe easy
One, one, two, two
Three, three, four, breathe easy
One, one,
In the middle of his life
He left his wife
And ran off to be bad
Boy, it was sad
But he bought a new car
Found a new bar
And went under another
Some cat was workin' on Annie with a
Lord with a two-by-four
Hey hey hey hey
Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
kick it?
Yes you can
Can I kick it?
Yes you can
Rocafella forever Hov for life
Debuts a classical first album four mics
Shoulda gotta five but niggas
been loving you so long
Could you love a poor boy?
Could you, Dolly?
Could you love a poor boy?
If you come live with me
Dolly, I'd be so proud
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