Lyrics:
Grand Larceny
Grand Larceny
Grand Larceny
I lay low for a show and then I go
Seal the motherfucker then we count the dough
It's kinda like robbin'
"How can you?"
Roll like the Giants down the foothill strip
With beats thumping top down bumping a bitch
Shit I had to have drop didn't care, if I had
foolish
Looking back on it from here
By the time they tossed me out
I'd had enough of hearing nonsense
Because nothing they tried to teach me seemed like
tempo, fast or even hyper
Just like a sniper, pied microphone piper
Smooth rough and ready, hardcore stayin' steady
In the lane, rock 'n' roll ready
classics,
Sometimes lullabies;
But mostly rock n' roll
- that I'll surely improvise.
And with my favourite guitar,
I'll be just strummin' away
And bidding
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
Well, I was flying solo down at Silverado's
The joint looking like a morgue
When this country cutie with a rock and roll booty
Came strutting in
ho"
So slow your roll because I fold emcees like rheumatism
Syndrome and break 'em down like compression when I be up in 'em
I skip more MC's than
Ones up, keep your cash in the dresser
I swear that I'm finna win
I swear you ain't getting
By the hairs on yo chinny chin
You sound like him and him
to get off into that brand new Snoop Dogg produced by Pharrell
So everybody in the city tonight
I want to you roll your window down and turn the music up
Ganja
Grateful dead
Those Cravings call like a hound
Trees barking til they found brah
Roll it then I smoke it brah
Talking about the loud ja
Ja
If the beat was made by J Ray
Then it's going down like May Day
Watch me kick it like I'm Pele, hey hey hey
Off the rebound widdit like
I'm Shaq
thing that I ever seen
I'm going to name you Maybellene
Flying on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock and roll
Two, three hours
[repeat 2X]
Do you believe, in rock'n'roll?
Cause if you do it'll save your soul
It helps you gain when you lose control
If you believe in rock'n'roll
spot out there I'd like to show ya
By the light of the radio I'd like to get to get to know ya
Off the beaten path
One foot on the dash and one
on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three hours passin' by
Altitude dropped to 505
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let's get on home
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three
to your wifi
Im rock and roll cuz, acca dacca
Off my face from the grappa grappa
Shit... They still don't get that I
Just wanna have a fat stack
men
Look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's
Meet the business mind of Motown's Berry Gordy
Turn crack rock into a chain of 40/40's
Sorry my
the clock hour
Make that money bagging' up
Right by the clock tower
Get what's ours
Money, respect, then you get the power
Like L-O-X, need a check
Like
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
on the grind again
Everything is everything
I got my nails done, flyin' pinky ring
I'm actin' like a king
I'm sittin' in my throne
With my roll on, get my grub
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
Discuss these like rock roll and radio by ray lamontagne Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In