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The Rolling Stones Hurricane

Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane Everyone in town hopes it won't happen again Oh how it shrieks Days turn into weeks 'Cause nobody knew which

Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane Everyone in town hopes it won't happen again Oh how it shrieks Days turn into weeks 'Cause nobody knew which

the sound of a rock 'n' roll band This call will always last 'Cause I was raised on rock My dad was howling but my heart was a rolling stone Yeah, I

, syrup and the doja Texas is holding, woodgrain controlling Feeling like Tina, big wheels keep rolling Big money folding, your ery'day hustle Today I'm in London, tomorrow I'm in Russia Hurricane

brother with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones

've been a rolling stone since the devil first came to me No light upon my feet, so much that I couldn't see I was a hurricane till the hurricane called

, I show no love Money getta like Cheeba, minds like Fat And my trap roll hard just like Shawty Black I'm a country ass nigga just like Ace Gotta fetish for the stones

I?ve been away so long, I knew the place It?s been too long since I?ve been around Just like I rolling stone, I ain?t got no home But my boys are back

oil Fix the air conditioner or I'm gonna boil I'm gonna drive I'm gonna drive To the edge of this-uh world I've seen fire, disaster and hurricane