I wanna rock Turn it down you say Well, all I got to say to you is time and time again I say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no" Tell me not to play Well, all I got to say to you when you tell me not to play I say, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no"

Run run Rudolph And then away went Rudolph Santa's got to make it to town Out of all the reindeer You know you're the mastermind Randolph's not too far behind Randolph he can hurry He can take the freeway down And away went Rudolph

Sleepin' at the top, nightmares of the bottom Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses We in the same picture but we all got different poses Now I'm looking in my rear view, I see the world in it I try to slow

On the day we fell in love Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods Of an old Mustang, where we sang Songs with all our childhood friends Oops I got ninety-nine problems singing bye, bye, bye Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me Better

You can bet your last two dollars There ain't no tens All them flaws Scars or tattoos that went rotten Ones you came with or you caused them We all got flaws Flaws, everybody's got 'em The woman that I love, she's purer than a dove I know her best than

And I said, well I got a car, she said, there's something At least it's a start, I said, it's better than nothing I ain't in no hurry but I'm ready when you are And she said, where do you think all this is going I said, there ain't no way of knowing But

Well the blues had a baby and they named the baby rock & roll All you people, you know the blues got a soul Well this is a story, a story never been told Well you know the blues got pregnant And they named the baby Rock & Roll Muddy Waters said it, you

We're a disaster, yeah you know it's true All of my friends, I love my friends We've got each other, don't need no others We're a disaster All my friends are, they're on vacation But I'm just stuck here in this parking lot Well, looking for a mirror, I'm

Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech I be ballin’ like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did

Oh, babe, I got you, babe, I got you, babe People say that we don't know What love is or how to make it grow Well, I don't know if all that's true 'Cause you got me and baby, I got you Say, our love won't pay the rent Before it's earned, our money's all