Lyrics:STP

STP

By: Sublime

Copyright: 1994

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-Flav and I-C-E Once said somthing that made me Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground But I just can't leave the pad Cause I'll surely wind up dead Cause 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 homie 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 tatoo Play with my crossword puzzle book I'm even learning how to cook (speed) Have you seen that little whore betty? Someone said she stole my freddy 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 Cause I know your talkin' about me, makin' it 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 spot in town I guess Take it nice and easy Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me Cause.. 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

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