From the cradle to the grave.
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Right about now I'm out on the town,
In a white night gown with
Ped al to the metal, all the way down,
Drunk as a skunk, driving around
Looking for a lover in the lost and found,
A king's ransom just to romance him,
(Want a little bit of company,
Sure baby, yes no or maybe,
Lately, I've been pushing up daisies,
Dead man walking, dressed like a lady.
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Way back when I aimed a Mac 10
Straight at my cranium, like blam,
Got my hands on the honey baked ham,
Stuffed with a hundred and,
Shoot a whole gram in a gold trans am,
One man glam rock band, damn,
Son of sam out on the lamb,
Less than zero, oh yes I am.
Not a hero, not a role- model,
No game plan, down the whole bottle,
And if i ever won the lotto,
I'd go and spend it all by tomorrow.
In a pair of high top vlados,
Sweet like Italian gelato,
Say tomayto or say tomahto,
I'm Burger King and you're
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
King of the gypsies, King of the thieves
King of the motherfuckin chickens
King of the heavens and the king in hell,
I'm the king of the ring now ring my bell,
King of the jungle, king of the scene,
King of the motherfuckin monkeys in the trees,
King of the heavens and the king in hell,
I'm the king of the ring now ring
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
Ain't nothing personal baby,
Yeah that's the way that i roll,
