of the rocks shell forever hold a spot in my sole wed blister in the sun we couldnt wait for night to come to hit the sand and play rock and roll while
in it (Uhh, uhh, uhh) Give it to your friend, let's spin Everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid, wishin' they was dancin' a jig Here with this handsome kid
We're the kings of rock now nigga, know-mean? Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave, queen's queen's queen's Yeah yeah yeah, make, make it, make it seem
and cock 'em, anythin' bubble I'm poppin' Anything stumble, I'm droppin', whatever you rollin', I'm toppin' And it's fully loaded, I'm coppin', wheww No more slang rocks, I rock rocks
to the death Fam on the right, infrared lights Wolves in the back, ready to attack, for what Ghostface Killah Leather jackets on, rocked up rock stars
Types Of Things, Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with Psychopathic, Richter let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid, Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking
they miss me, they stressin' I call 'em, they miss me, they stressin' These hoes, they sayin' that shit that'll kill ya I'm rich now, this kid look familiar
Dean Rock on Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on
bag with alotta stuff in it Give it to your friend let's spin Everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid Wishin' they was dancin' a jig Here with this handsome kid
speakin' Puerto Rican without a doubt And suckers wanna test, you get smacked in the mouth With the R E S P E C E T No kid, don't you play with me R
last man standing with the vest and the banger Desperate to delegate, peep me on the magnavox Channel fox, telecommunicate Match money like socks, summertime style Thunderstorm, vocabulary anonymous Kid
than dimes, you know the flavor Ruff neck city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty New York be poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine Summertime
wrong To whom it may concern, yo, don?t even try, kid Because you couldn't see me even if I was your eyelid When I rhyme for the summertime, believe
by the ocean Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!) Summertime beach-town girls Summertime beach-town girls Summertime beach-town girls Summertime beach-town girls Summertime beach-town girls Summertime
a condition for which there is no cure I'm in a position that everyone prays for Got a sound in my head that could wake up the dead Like the who singing Summertime
shit's for trying to fuck with the kid Get a little order, hair on my dick, now I'm curious Niggaz on the corner getting money rocking jewelry Allowance
' just fine, summertime Woke up in the mornin? and I see the sunshine Only got the summertime on my mind My girls and I, we kick it all the time Only got the summertime
kinds of things , Suburban noize records teamin' up with psychopathic, Richter let 'em know who juggalo I got your back kid, Kottonmouth ninjas rocking