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Rolling Stones I M Gonna Drive

should mud yer daughter, throw 'im back I'm gonna drive I'm gonna drive I'm gonna drive I'm gonna drive To the edge of this-uh world I'm goin' through

I'll tell you why Well, I've got, I've got a woman named Wilma Well, I've got, I've got a baby named Pebbles Well, I've got, I've got a doggy named

yo gotta yella broad, automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe, comin through the boulevard pass by Caro, I never gave a damn my jewels gonna slam, I'm at I.H.O

All brand new, dat boi (And I buy all my *** brand new) I'm gonna smoke on out like that there (When I walk into the room they choose) I'm gonna jump

On the cover of the rolling stone Chorus: Rolling stone I'm gonna see my picture on the cover Stone Gonna buy five copies for my mother Stone Gonna

gonna bang my brain with sticks Bricks, stones aint't strong enough to break And shatter my bones that I swang I see ya roll with gang, clang, yeah, I

be stoned But if I don't drink and drive then how the fuck am I gone get home? I can't stop smokin' weed 'cause I ain't no quitter Since it's killin

tha beach I'll be rolling Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding Girls in the daisies, drive Eazy crazy Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC Rolling

I can't stand you anymore I don't want to talk to you I'd rather be ignored Your mom's a bitch Your dad's a jerk And you're a nasty whore I'm sick of