Lyrics:
Jacket on, go full metal
From my head to the tip of my toe now
Stone cold, but I don't settle
Cuz the road that I rove don't slow down
Jacket on, go
An' why is it that always on the weekend, no-one ever about to shout
Are people working too hard, or drinking too hard?
As a matter of fact I'm never
Brothers like me you know I have ta ball a bit
Out wit the Conflict and you know we runnin' it
My fellas told me there's a gang hanging on the road
Rolling
of gold
A man with no damn fear
My path I carve my own
Bad luck I wish it cheers
Another rolling stone
Ya you know it ya you know it
10000 feet up in
and we rolling the gas
This is the life but how long can it last
Live by the gun and we having a blast
One time if you living for the weekend
Put your
see, how this story, ended should be
Gather strength, use my force, and screaming, in a loud voice
Every Weekends I wake up
With though let's get fucked
issues
Call him slatt, wipe his nose, he need tissue
Remember i used to see you on the weekend
You said that you love me but i know that shit was pretend
I'm tweaking
I'm extra nice this weekend
My nigga on molly he tweaking
Gotta a party by the pool this weekend
Of on LSD yeah I'm geeking
I'm up in her
the fantasy stories
Magic she storing, it's like this girl was written by Rowling
And we keep rolling, how the hell does she never get boring?
It's her song we
just meet me
Right over there by the BP
Jelly with me no PB
I had a thot off beat street
She would suck me till I zz
When I'm in New York we rolling up
an earned wage,
Off the kick drums and the wordplay,
But we're still able to work cane,
Start the weekend on a Thursday,
cnd the Gs them, eat,
Like Corpus
The wheels are rolling
we are highway stars
Cruisin' in the nite
under starry skies
Movin' faster than
the speed of sound
Ridin' high above
They say high but I stay low
I'm barely getting by but it's all I know
On this road it's rotten and cold
I've been here before, I feel it in my bones
misadventure
A case of overkill
He stayed awake till daylight
Didn't believe in help
Never saw the sunrise
Didn't believe in wealth
Papa
Was a rolling
could hear all the bowling balls rolling very slowly down the aisles above us, making the rock club stalactites tremble and resonate.
Finally the pizza
When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she comes rolling by
When I die, oh bury me
Flew home, only here for the weekend
Didn't think I'd run into you
Life is good, doin' fine, how have you been?
I see you got a couple new tattoos
He's got a Rolling Stones tee
But he only knows one song
They think they're from the sixty's
But they were born in 1991
There's a man standing in
[ L.V. ]
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone
[ Prode'je ]
Pops was a roller,
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
the whole town's talking
'Bout the line I'm walking
That leads right to your door
Oh, how I used to roam
I was a Rolling Stone
Yeah, I used to have
I am
I am
Sticks and stones
Break my bones and words tear right through me
But I'm covered in the blood, saved by love
And you can't stop me
Sticks
the sky
No clouds in my mind
Rolling Stones style of life
Nevermind till you die
Some times I'm in a vibe
I don't give a fuck about your lies
Mini mani mo
I
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