I'm bout to take this Way on rolling on You on a roll, on a on rolling on Why why why why Keep on on on on
Hey How is it looking Can you ask that again? going on, what's going on And Jackie, hey Will you teach me how to across the stage? You like a pimp, my man (like a pimp, like a pimp, my man) On my mama's video Oh, in my band I got Jemi and Kurt And Roger is the drums I got all of the Temps singing backgrounds, And on the ones, yes he is In my garage, just it for the soul On a well put together melody the story is told
You keep on rolling on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no on singing on Cos I can it All in my on rapping on I know gone yeah, but not forgotten no Keep on on Cos night all alone in my studio Every that I write a new song On
Miss I ain't never heard a like yours so beautiful to me Kinda like the birds in the Aaliyah I wish we coulda did a But girl, when I get my wings I wanna sing your precious love (your love) In a lil joint down in New Orleans Can you hear Miles blowing his I hear it Pac's got the he about to join in (all eyes on me) As as he finish his blunt And and Left Eye And and Sammy at the bar me (believe me) We miss ya (we ya) We let you go too far
You just on rolling on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no Keep on on Cos I can it All in my on rapping on I know gone yeah, but not forgotten no on living on Cos every night all alone in my Every time I write a new song On
It's like a letter If you A lil just to get it off my mind been gone for a minute But I'm back on the Just in the nick of time (just in the of time) A couple of bars just to up your insides Ghetto! if you can hear me, now Everything's be alright gonna keep alright
You just on rolling on You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no on singing on Cos I can it All in my (all in my soul) Keep on on I know gone yeah, but not forgotten no Keep on on Cos every all alone in my studio time that I write a new song
You be gone, yeah, but not forgotten, no on singing on Cos I can it All in my (all in my soul, all in my soul) on rapping on I know you're gone yeah, but not no on living on Cos every all alone in my studio time that I write a new song On
Yeah, here is for granddaddy And Aunt And Uncle Teddy Ed and Mrs Randle And And all my I'll see you I get there on rolling on I'll see you when I get on See you I get there