PJ & Rooster (Main Version - Explicit) - Main Version - Explicit

Percy Junior,

Percy Junior

Wh-what's that, what's that you playin'?

Workin' on something new

Sounds like some bullshit

Man, you really think the audience is gonna like that shit?

Well, Rooster said

I could play what

I wantedNo, never mind anything that

Rooster tell you

Nigga play stuff

I like, k?

Ain't nobody like my style, yeah

I light my fire, yeah

I light ba-ba,

I light ba-ba

They blow it out, yeah

They blew it out, they blew it out

And don't nobody wanna feel like that, no

Monkeys on my back crawl

Now watch them all fall

Go on fall, look out!

Nobody wanted to dance

When I had a lot of time on my hands

Now I got a lot of hands on my time

And everybody wanna be a friend of mine

Whoa whoa,

I wouldn't mind a friend

The fellas back home all tryin' to win

Moon keeps shinin' on bootleg bottles

Cops in the street keep ya feet on the throttle

Selling whatcha got in a

Ford A-model

Yellin', '

Go, PJ go!'

Ain't nuttin' idle, everything is wild, yeah

You can be hit now, yeah, soon as you turn around

He in the ground, yeah, boy died, six feet underground

And ain't no bible at this here church, no

You won't find

God no, might meet

Him first, aw

Oh God, look out!

Nobody wanted to leave

House so packed that we couldn't even breathe

And ain't no better place to fall in love

Angel sent from

Heaven above

Swing down and come change your life

You might make a baby, might meet your wife

But one sure thing that you're gonna say"Deep down South there's a 'lil old placeThem Idlewild cats, man, they don't play"

Don't make me send a telegram to

Rooster, he'll shoot ya

You better come harder than that, sweetie, this ain't no mortuary!

And you don't want to take it to the gat so soon

Still be stankin' to the

Jenkins waitin' in the upper room'

Till ya make her say her prayers

You some players but you made us mashed potato

That potato, blast you hater, blast the gator

So you might just wanna kick back and drink

GooseTake that to ya woman, relax, break loose

Cuff her soon, if she choose, she gon' walk away from you

Straight to the

Rooster, 'cause he's cock-a-doodle-cool, what they do fool

Moonshine run the small town, crap shootin' all time

Phat you and that's gotta matchin' suit and hat

All cats pursuing, kinda wild is

IdlewildTime to break it on, break it on down, now

Percival, take it on out

Say whoa Mammy, whoa

MammySay whoa

Pappy, whoa

PappySay whoa

Mammy, whoa

MammySay whoa

Pappy, whoa, everybody get up

No, no, no, no, get down

Everybody get up

No, no, no, no, get down

Everybody get up

No, no, no, no, get down

Everybody get up…