I'm ready, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm ready Ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm ready I'm gonna show you how to sing the blues" She's sweet on Wagner I think she'd die for
(chuck berry) Well in the heat of day down in mobile, alabama I'm workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin hammer I gotta get some money buy some
ass lock jaws fool Which way shall I go nigga what should I do? Should I bang with the red or should I truce with the blue? Should I rock dope beats
good every night. Chuck berry riffing drove me into my teens, The way I swaggered it was pure james dean. In indo china things were getting hot, I
dance like Chuck Berry Yeah, yeah, I?m with a star A pop star, in her car Yeah, yeah, I?m with a star A pop star, in her car I feel the tango, I feel
palais Where the music was so sweet It knocked me right back in the alley I'm ready, yea, yea, yea, I'm ready, Wo, wo, wo, I'm ready And I'm really gonna
I'm lickin my lips If she was tea I'd take a sip, when I'm in gym I do flips I'm in love with the pizznoot, it's proper as hell I'm hittin harder than
ah give yo ass lock jaws [Mack 10] Which way shall I go nigga what should I do Should I bang with the red should I truce with the blue Should I rock
I'd take a sip, when I'm in gym I do flips I'm in love with the pizznoot, it's proper as hell I'm hittin harder than hard, always makin her yell She'
get at this Mami's love to mack this, breakers do back flips We buggin' in the club, in the cut like cat piss It's hood love, baby, give my sounds to