Текст песни
Wait a minute
That beat might just gave me a heart attack
12 in the morning and I know that I’m already whacked
Good news is Johnny’s back
He’s so determined and perfect but I’m a little concerned there’s so much shit that would hurt him oh no, nah
Nothing new under the sun ooh yah
I’m just a prodigal son ooh yah
And at the start it was hard
But every time I got my brother who was patting my back
Hold on
Wait a minute
I hear a knock in the door
I gotta take it or leave it
Hold on
Wait a minute
I hear a knock in the door
I gotta take it or leave it
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
They say come on let’s go you kno
I’d rather pull my shit together and get on the floor baby we weather the storm
not for the record
I’m on my way to TriBeCa but i got stuck in the north
I got my fingers crossed
I got my bridges burnt
Got my buddies lost
And my lesson learnt
Oh no
May the force be with you my lord
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me rolling rolling
Under the sun
Picture me
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
