Texty:
The Rocket Summer That S So You

you up And spins you round Sets you right back down, where you belong Love, love, love that picks you up And spins you round Sets you right back down where you

be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll

for, you're on that reefer and on that Tupac In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta

man enough That?s what you need to see to get a picture of me I grew up on gospel ?cause that?s all my daddy?d listen to I found my soul in rock and

does it better than the Rip That's the shit, welcome the widow, keeping the pistol grip Under my pillow, well, when you peep out the window, it's so cold

16 in your hat Left pherencis trying to figure out the meaning to that They robbed you before so you know what it meant to get yaked And you a bitch so you

more business i'm the type to rock yellow diamonds that match my car you the type to live under a rock, patrick star and i might win some people over with that

I know you want me no times for games i'm only here for sex so i suggest you approach me it's many other chicks who wants me throwing that ass like a

in line Just to get beside her I let her see that aston And let the rest suprise her That's when we disappear You need GPS to find her O that was your