or the girls in Amsterdam Yellow taxi ride, hey, I never exercise The devil when I speak or when I rise Buddy Holly, told me You can't save rock 'n'
sea And I will always be around And you can lay your burden down The bus is waiting The folks are going home Celebrating Save your life by playing rock
star runner I like flip flops and tank tops in the summer I like to make goofy faces when I smile for the camera I like to rock old school hip hop and
ain't a peace talk, so muhfucka, save your sweet talk (Suite) For reservations at the Marriott They say birds of a feather often flock together But me and Big Pooh rock
chick'll cream For greased lightnin'.. Summer nights Summer lovin', had me a blast Summer lovin', happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer
, it was a X, but it was Mia Young boys ran to me in the local pizzeria He said, "You Jamar and Haji man y'all hot to death Can y'all save what's left
rat piloted his sleek machine across the jersey state line Barefoot girl sits drinking warm beer on the hood of an old dodge In the soft summer rain
-hat, fat snares, light your flares Intros and ill flows come equipped and prepared Aiyyo, Rakaa bring the ruckus like Rawkus Rock Steady floor rockers
thing we own Yeah, all we had were dreams of California And I remember winters were so cold Hunger was the only thing we know And rock 'n' rolls dreamin' was what saved
I remember summer nights alone Fireflies the only thing we own All we ever dreams of California I remember winters were so cold Hunger was the only thing we know And rock
( the symptoms) When the cameras start rollin', slow down Gandhi, you're killin'em. Mr. Save The World, spare us the details. Save the females from losing interest. And Miss Save
mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer
, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a
and Homestar Runner I like flip flops and tank tops in the summer I like to make goofy faces when I smile for the camera I like to rock old school hip
battalion rocks; Emcees become silhouettes in shock [Chorus- Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in
, blow it out your ass C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic balls Plus his money keeps flowin' like Niagara Falls We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris
because it's all on fire Not done by the sun or electrical wire Not done by sons strikin' matches with daughters But done by scratches so save that water
I pray Last rose of summer The last rose of summer The last rose of summer is gone Long gone, gone Last rose of summer is gone When I ride with you tonight