Lyrics:
stop
Right outside the barber’s shop
The jukebox playing out ‘He’s So Fine’ in 1955 – yay, hey
Bridge:
Yeah Rock ‘n Roll was in our soul in 1955
We’d
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
she's rockin down I-10
In a nintey mile an hour goodbye wind
Ray-ban glow, rock and roll on the radio
Cracked rearview
What am I gonna do?
She's
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
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 hours passed us
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 hours passed us
like THUGGER, Future, JID all the way who here to stay
Maybe Ray
I got laptop rap and a couple things to say
Imitation is flattery and so I emulate
Bars
Fucking your girl its illegal
Im down in the regal
And i like to mingle
I
Get
High
Walk in the forest of death
A perc on the thirty
And now i will
Drive
By
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
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
to be y'all
Your pockets is empty
Like summertime school halls
I'm worldwide trick
You're on the radio in one goddamn city
So check your crooked lip bitch
standing hard
Like a damaged piece of wood or like a tub of lard
Mr. Rock 'N' Roll, are you receiving me?
Please
I won't interact with you or mess you up
hype
They kill all sorts of people and without a fight
Like who the fuck is trynna have there life teleivise
I ain't no Ray J or Kim K and that ain't
Under the Atomic Rage!
We're no eighties rockers
We're no radio stars
We don't live in expensive houses
We don't drive expensive cars
In a rock'n'roll
Like banks on a roll
Mama was proud I got honor roll
I'm on the lane to make the toast
Walk through the rain now I'm climbing the ropes
I got this
On a roll she more than bad
And we on the road yeah on a roll
She got the brain and we on a roll
I got this love feeling
She got this love feeling i
honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I have ever seen
I'm going to name you Maybellene
Flying on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to Rock
I can never lose
Chess or checkers make a move
Drippin' in them jewels like I
Just got out the pool
Skinny nigga sittin' on that
Money like the jews
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
JUST RAISE YOUR HAND AND SHOUT IT OUT LOUD
ONLY FOOLS DON'T LIKE ROCK'N'ROLL
YOU'RE LIVING BY THE BOOK
BUT I'LL LET YOU OFF THE HOOK
AND SHOW YOU THE WAY
an attach coming on
Yo Ready Rock see I wanna play a game of Donkey Kong
It used to be a problem this addiction I have
I would feel the urge, then I'd go
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
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