Pepper

Stone love with the number one sound
A forty four in the background

A platinum selector of the time
Don't watch my size in this hall
While my backs against the wall
Take a ride, competition take a ride
Pull it operator watch the other side
Thought you were over, so far from done
As they dance into the sun

Some big up new style holding trophy cups
Rory select while these speakers erupt
Sound sweeter in an echo chamber
Don't you know they are the danger
Three bottles of Cristal and it's agreed
The best could only come from the Don Wesley
Close my eyes while I take a ride

Fold up the bag in a yard style
Don't worry bout that you see it's all natural
Police chasing this bandilero
Running down the road with my thick payroll
One stop was my music shop
When I heard this guitar screamin'

Written by STONE, ANGIE / MARTIN, A. / , Y
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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