Lyrics:
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly higher and higher
I can't abide standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Standing
as wild
As those old west Texas plains
Standing by the highway
Do you still call my name?
Lord, I can't believe
It's been such a long, long time
Since
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing
told on records worth more than gold
And if you never go gold again, at least you will know
The end of your rope was chose by you and not companies
can look at you looking at me
If I'm out on a date
Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see
Get away from the bar
Tell your boyfriend hold your
, nutted on a towel and passed out
Come on let's get high, high
Let's get high, high
Come on let's get high, high
Let's get high, all my ladies
Let's get
better off to masturbate and be out
All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin' about
Get the loot, get the ice, fuck the wife, no doubt
Tryin'
OLD TIME ROCK AND ROLL
Writers George Jackson, Thomas Jones
Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's
No concealin', no ceiling I don't need a roof
Act up, get out, I don't need you poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, niggas still doin' puff
don't trust 'em anyways
You can't break the law with them
Get some gushy, have a calm night
Shooters killin' left and right
Workin' through your worst
Baghdad, they they drop, they air drop water, food to people
Why cant they do that to their own people?
Doggon' anyone, that the same idiots can't get
Is the most he'll confess
But the time's running out
And there's no happiness
Oh, superfly
You're gonna make your fortune by and by
But if you lose,
they're right I don't know
So can't you help make up my mind
Don't you think I'd better get myself back home
Who cares
Daddy says he'll buy me car
Pastor Troy I'm "Ridin' Big," to the club, blowin skunk
I'm Mike Jones and I'm on the rise, 80 4's pokin out of my ride
My name alone can't be denied, my
No concealin', no ceiling I don't need a roof
Act up, get out, I don't need you poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, niggas still doin' puff
the homies right now
And momma used to say
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day, it's gon' burn you out, out
One day, it's gon' burn you out
One day,
a Patek
I can tell, she wanna fuck me with her friend as well
Hangin' out the roof like, "Fuck 12" (fuck 12)
I got too much money, I can't go to jail (go
said I know what's on your mind
And boy, there ain't no way
Get yourself some apple pie
And something cool to drink
I know you want the special
we say move, so
Do you like it?
Say yeah if you like it like that (yeah)
Do you like it?
Hell yeah if you like it like that (hell yeah)
Do you
Haaa...
Haa...
where's monica lewinski?......(hello, hello)
she's right here...(right here)hahahaha....
[Chorus x2]
Is that you Lil Jones (lil
And away we go and away we go
Four by four and away we go
High not low and away we go
I'm a female rebel, can't you tell?
Banged on the dashboard, just
they're right I don't know
So can't you help make up my mind
Don't you think I'd better get myself back home
Who cares
Daddy says he'll buy me car
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
Well I got to hear some Willie
Some Waylon and some Jones
And this is the only dancehall in sight
And if they don’t play George Strait
Then I’ll be
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