Oodles of light what a beautiful sight Both of God's eyes are shining tonight Rays and beams of incredible dreams And I am a quiet man. Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand I don't talk much I'm a quiet man Beauty and silence both run deep

I call you when I need to roll one Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man You call me when you need to hold something You only call me when you need a loan And I'm only talkin' murder on my other phone She be right here like she 'pposed to

Gotta make it home to my baby I bet I'mma make it home to my baby Picture me rollin' tippin' my chaueffer Niggas look jealous, you gotta control it Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda Feeling connected to God, tryna get closer Steppin' on roshes, me in my

Love's still in my brain I'm gon' fill this up, you gon' roll this up Driver pulling up with no delay We gon' throw it up, now we feel the rush Never gave a fuck 'bout what they say This what we living for We fall in love every single night and every day

Hold up 'cause I gotta hop in my whip You ain't on the list, gotta do better than this, aye Diamonds dance and twist, that yellow banana split, aye How your Rollie tick? Need to get rid of your wrist I'm in the Bentley, aye You can come see me, aye Let's

It's been a long time, been a long time Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time It's been a long time since I rock and rolled It's been a long time since I did the Stroll Oh let me get it back let me get it back Let me get it back baby

Brick by brick (ah) I want to build you up (brick by brick) I want to break you down (brick by brick) I'm going to reconstruct (brick by brick) I want to feel you love I want to steal your soul (brick by brick) I want to rock 'n' roll (brick by brick) I

A little rain fallin' A little clock keep away the time Well now, a little rain keep a-fallin' On this little love of mine Little flowers open Little birds keep a-singin' tune A little flower open A little birds keep-a singin' tune I would like to love

Hey, hey, you got me rocking now Hey, hey, there ain't no stopping me I was a butcher cutting up meat My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet I was a surgeon 'till I start to shake I was a-falling 'till you put on the brakes I was a pitcher down in a

I'm a lovesick fuck I want you, come on fuck me, babe Please man, pretty please with a cherry on top, ok? The weather cold The weather so Chill, chilly really penguin feather roll Cause I'm sipping Pro'