S T P

 

All that I need, look at all the love we've found

I won't run and pull the one jack move

they love her for the kingston sound

Flava-Flave and I-C-E

once said something that made me

want to burn my liquor store down to the ground

But I just can't leave the pad cuz I'll surely wind up dead

'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me

Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat

and my shiny silver gat and if my homey got my back then I got

All that I need, look at all the love we've found.

I won't run and pull the one jack move

they love her for the kingston sound

I won't slip, and I won't trip send Matt Vargas to regrip

While I'm wrenchin' on my ride

in that secret pad where we hide

there's always lotsa fun stuff to do

like relax and design a brand new tattoo

Play with my cross-word puzzle book

I'm even learning how to cook…

Have you seen that little whore betty?

Someone said she stole my (?)

And if she made off with my last clean ring

I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig

So what?

Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad

cuz I know your talkin' about me baby, hard to live

Cause I don't want no money dick don't want no money down.

My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess

Take it nice and easy

Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me

Cuz all that I need, look at all the love we've found

I won't run and pull the one jack move

they love her for the kingston sound

Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet

only for one night with no repeat

Baby you wanna leave and never go

but the taste of honey is worse than none at all