Rick James Chuggin doober while I be drivin and switch lanes This kids brains suffer psychosis Runnin into oncoming traffic with a helmet and a roast clip The dope shit, that roll
was praying in the garden He never felt so all alone They knew His suffering was over When they rolled away the stone, Lord, Lord When they rolled away the stone
I'm too rolling stoned I'm too rolling stoned, yeah Like a rolling stone Just, just, just like a rolling stone Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling stone Yeah, too rolling stoned
dude you gon' lose Hit you with one-two's, your lungs bruised My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes. [West Stone] You know Stone
nothing of this sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer