I want) That's what I want (Oh yeah, that's what I want) Give me money, come on, baby Lots of money, yeah now If you want me to love you Give me money
) That's what I want (oh yeah, that's what I want) Give me money Come on baby Lots of money Yeah now If you want me to love you Give me money If you
Übersetzung: Rolling Stones. Money.
That's what I want (oh yeah, that's what I want) Give me money Come on baby Lots of money Yeah now If you want me to love you Give me money If you want
I done came up. Now you could find me with the finest hoes. Choosin? which whip to drive by what match my clothes. I got a fetish for the stones,
your TV and see my ass again You cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on your own Fuck THE SOURCE, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone (YOU PUSSY!) [Chorus
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit (Verse 1) Everytime I ROLL up, niggas holla ROLL up, and I tell'em HOLD up, You ain't gettin money you
Every chick I fuck with is a dime I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone Cross my path I'll crush
teenagers whom if it wasn't for rap to bridge the gap maybe raised to be racist Who may have never got to see our faces Graced the cover of Rolling Stone
shit! {SADA POP! } [Bridge 1:] Everytime I ROLL up, niggaz holla ROLL up, And I tell 'em HOLD up. You ain't gettin' money you ain't smoking in my Benzo
the hood, they holla my name If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss Nine eleven
spend your money baby Play a song for me Don't rock the jukebox I wanna hear some Jones Cause my heart ain't ready For the Rolling Stones I don't feel
: There's a long-distance train rolling through the rain, tears on the letter I write. There's a woman I long to touch and I miss her so much but she
savor it And while the niggas try to down it I like to save my shit See, brew's a must to me, so put your trust in me Yeah, I'm a stone-cold alcoholic
don't shit come for free in this land of poverty Bone in harmony, we hungry Since it's all about money, give Bone a little bit of that evil money Don'
Fuck y'all, with a gang of bodyguards My niggas is stone cold killas, peelas Steppin' out the limos the bitch soldiers maintain Givin' my babies all of my money
