-superstar, girl, i'm ready for you mama! Why you think the only thing I got on is my pyjamas? [Chorus x2] So bad So good that i'm so bad Guarantee i
go where we supposed to go Workin' since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin mo-mos, optimos, they burn slow Rollin
Good to go, good to go Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks all day, new fits, alright Drop hits all day, then party all night Good to go, good to go Good
Make certain that no stone stands That no creature crawls I command you to let loose the last of the titans It's time to strike Let the rain pour down
as cold as can be, stone cold Stone cold, baby, stone cold, baby Stone cold, baby (As cold as can be) Stone cold, baby, stone cold, baby Stone cold,
I'ma superstar, girl, I'm ready for you momma Why you think the only thing I got on is my pajamas? So bad, I'm so good, man, I'm so bad I guarantee
e gotta bring my partna in yeah that Pokey hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone you know he's comin through with a pocket full of stones (Big
selling them cheap goods Looking through the motherfucking alleyway They can't catch violent crazy-ass psychopath j But I guess I wasn't so crazy this time
's the best secret I rock a vest, prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus In a Lex watchin' Kathie Lee and Regis My actions are one with the seasons A tec' squeezin', executioner, winter time
think it's time I move on like a rolling stone 'Cause I got all the broken dreams I can buy Time to sell the ones I stole Good times, bad times How
brother Who's always on the run We're bad for one another But we were good at having fun We got stoned along the seawall We got drunk and rolled a car
Hey yeah! Well five thirty P.M. rolls around There's a little old joint outside of town I only got time for a couple of beers And a jukebox song ringing
like a skin And the blues is in their bones Turn on your MTV And you won't find them there You can read that Rolling Stone cover to cover You
glory one day you got none one day you're a diamond and then you're a stone everything can change in the blink of an eye so let the good times roll before
sayin good-bye So all my people on my left All my people on the right swing one last time Get ya ass up for the doctor One more time get ya ass up for
Ooh, hey yeah Do you know how to leave, ride...ride [Verse 1] Ya see, it started off in St. Paul from the street of Old Nash And it feels so good to
stressin 17, promethyzine, creases in my jean Im comin through wreckin mic dope fiend I aint got time for pointin no red dot Im just bustin I aint got time