Lyrics:
Chorus 2
We living through this moment whatever in the mix
Like NFL Sunday you gotta take a hit
I'm rolling through this Mfer like I'm the isshh
Like
the edge of town taking pictures on your phone
Thinking you're just like some kind of rolling stone
Just like some kind of rolling stone
Just like some kind
fat stomachs in the limousines
Mixtapes by wack DJ's adds doo doo play
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway
Like a mirage,
Like a rolling stone
A like a rolling stone
Like the FBI and the CIA
And the BBC, BB King
And Doris Day
Matt Busby
Dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig
Rollin' in space yah
Deal with da fate nah nah
Rolling blunts for my mental state
Floating round like stones in space
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motor homes
Niggas love to try and test us like they know what we on
Chubb's got the magazine covered like Rolling Stone
'Cause we already know how
look is Stone Cold (bitch)
Check out the flame, I'm a stunna (flame)
Whipping that H, I ain't talking no hummer
But I kill the game like a hunter (I'm
Like a rolling stone
A like a rolling stone
Like the FBI and the CIA
And the BBC, BB King
And Doris Day
Matt Busby
Dig it, dig it, dig it
Dig
neck, jingling like I brought my keys out
Rolling with my brother, (Uh) this ain’t no suite house
Rolling up a fat wood, the same size as a treehouse
She
They choose to bury their feelings so they could just survive
Time goes by and before you know it, death arrives
We're all rolling stones on the surface
all over the wall
And I ain't talkin' about a map maker
She'll look like the Joker after I poke her
She'll look like Heath Ledger after I bed her
I
a rolling stone
By now you should know
It's easy come, easy go
Can't change the things I've done
Guess I was born to run
By now you should know
It's easy
ROLLING STONE!
Oh, it's gotta be true!
STUDEBAKER HOCH can write THE LORD'S Prayer on the head of a pin!
"NO!"
Do-do-do-do-do,
Doot-doot-do DO
Superman in a Kango
[Chorus]
I like the short skirts, short skirts
I love the boppers in the short skirts, short skirts
Rolling on choppers in
Can't be solo like ocean
Floating of what we be rolling
Me my niggas stay caution
I'm a have you in the lotus
Rolling floating give you a reason
chilling with my dad
Big bag of loud and Stone Love
Oi I'm young I don't need that stone love
Stop talking bout my man me and my man are not Kosher
Been
slide
The opps FBG and 'em
Cold-ass stones in my chain
Feel like Steve and 'em
Summertime, the hoes asking why I
Got a sleeve with 'em
You could probably
to be a rolling stone
When you're in my arms, you're home
Thumb and index by a thread, but you're still holding on
When you're in my arms, you're home
snowing
We want that Dolce Gabanna
Chilling like Hennycoolada
Dropping the top call it Lala
Jetting away with the fly by
Said we want that Dolce Gabanna
We
like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire
He gettin' moved by a hearse
You act a fool for our clout
You get the news in a shirt
Ice too precise, all night,
by the boobies, booby trapped
All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I'm
"astronomically"! Crazy
Man! I love it! Also read the new Rolling
Stone and I was in it yeah!
I rapped for the first time on
The yard for Charlie and Jamaica
It's
cause these nigga hate
Like fuck that
Niggas get up close I might just clutch that
Henny got me dancing by myself like I ain't kno that
And these pussy
up, laughing after it's blowing up
Think I'm playing by my pistol, until I'm smacking it over ya
Shooting spiders off my rims, like I got
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