there Aint no complaints it's hard but it's fair I ain't laying down even when it's trouble It ain't nothing I just keep me a hustle I roll through the
that the sun it was deadly She's putting her hand in the fire Her velvety skin it was cooking Lily white, lily white turning to raspberry But when she
ya just like daddy ---------------------------- I met her when she was younger when her daddy died when she was younger her moms let her do what she
She seen them T.Vs And them big ol' chriz-omes A-yo the bitch useta bring you dough Useta be your bottom hoe Now your paper comin' slow She feel like she had ta go Roll
with the boys She's working 9 to 5 (knows her place that woman) Just you wait - One of these days see me driving round town In my rock 'n' Rolls Royce
there's fires on the moon A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow Well, there's hot stuff
sky Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken" Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for the fuse I'm in the
sun is beginning to shine on me But it's not like the sun that used to be The party's over, and there's less and less to say I got new eyes Everything
with a stranger But she just reminded me you were the one You left me standing in the doorway crying In the dark land of the sun I'll eat when I'm
: Mike Jones] Before the fame and change came, she was holdin' me down When I needed me a ride, she would roll me around She kept the sun shinin', when
screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch. As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me
two power shift I met Wanda when she was employed Behind the counter at Route Sixty Bob's Big Boy Fried Chicken On the front seat, she's sittin' in my
a forward or even couple grand [Chorus:] Roll out with mi hothead click Nah fi hid from di sun cah gangsta nuh bleach noo It's so cold pon di hottead
s why I hit 'em with the dopest sound Flowin' now got a dub to twist And not even Ron Jeremy can fuck with this Cause I'm fuckin' sick so who's touchin
But she's the only one I roll with, That's my baby. [Chorus] She's the one that I keep to the side of me, Ready to roll 'Cause mami gon' ride with me
by my fire-place. Maybe feeding my little dog, or playing with my little cat. But unconsciously yearning, and wonderin' where you're at. But when the meadow is shadowed by that old sinking sun