limp Ali is throwin' money in the front row And 'er body scream'n slow down but where the hell is slow of course We be them up-close, live, and in person
2 Daddy, when you gon' take me And my brothers and sisters to Splish Splash? And when you gon' take me to the store And buy ice cream and candy? And
, right? No, bed no Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lyin' Fake guns, fake bands, fake punk, I ain't buyin' Hit the road, all I know, rock and roll
every honky tonk around. And he taught me all the good stuff, That solid country gold, but now I love it all from hip-hop to rock and roll And to
song Yeah our last song together Since 98 we been thru both good and bad weathers And regardless of the 5 mics and radio hits This whole lifestyle we living
I think you was in far rock You had some bitch in your car and your car broke down And you called me talking about do I got triple a and shit I'm like
Ali is throw'n money in the front row And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course We be them up, close, live, and in person Might
the back Play Nintendo, is when I hit'em with the ax Put your gun away And you might live to see another day Come in head, run and done, bustin' like
the g's on fifty I tell a bitch, click ya heels twice and ease on with me This is the life... we gonnee I ain't with the leanin and rockin That ain't
get kinda funky I am the Puff Daddy And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls, Mary J. Blige and J-C from Jodeci And we about to do something new And
in every honky tonk around. And he taught me all the good stuff, That solid country gold, but now I love it all from hip-hop to rock and roll And to
pollen and that can be a bummer A terrific brother was havin a specific get-together by the beach Rolling Rock's, plus Peach Schnapps, served on the rocks
We gonna get kinda funky I am the Puff Daddy And I'm rolling with my man Biggie Smalls, Mary J. Blige and J-C from Jodeci And we about to do something new And
' tecks 'cause I love to snap, crackle, and pop them hammers rock bandanas, cop wanna knock and jam us watch and slam us, locked up, box and canners '
and then you put Fake minks on ya back that's not a good look [Verse 1] This is two thousand and five music, live music Make you wanna lean to the side
? No, bet no. Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lying, Fake guns, fake bands, Fake punk, I ain't buying, Hit the road, All I know, Rock and roll