Letras
Hit it
Wake up, wake up
Children, don't you hear me coming?
Get up, get up
Because I got to have the honey
And I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rolling, children, keep on rolling
Rolling, children, keep on rolling
Keep the light turned low and the back door open
My love rain down like sugar so sweet (I got what you want, so come and get it)
Yes, children, I will
John lawman rides with his uniform clean
Shine on his shoes
My radio plays methamphetamine blues
Until I lose
I'm rolling just to keep on rolling
Wake up, children
Get right soul church, keep a lock on the kitchen
Do this for your daddy (I'll do it, daddy)
Keep your eyes wide open and my shotgun loaded
'Cause I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rolling just to keep on rolling
Rolling just to keep on rolling
Rolling just to keep on rolling
My love rain down like sugar so sweet (got what you want, so come and get it)
Yes, baby
John lawman rides with his uniform clean
Shine on his shoes
My radio plays methamphetamine blues
Until I lose
I'm rolling just to keep on rolling (just to keep on rolling)
I'm rolling just to keep on rolling (just to keep on rolling)
Rolling just to keep on rolling (just to keep on rolling)
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon (just to keep on rolling)
Rolling just to keep on rolling (just to keep on rolling)
Rolling just to keep on rolling (just to keep on rolling)
Rolling just to keep on rolling
Rolling just to keep on rolling
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon