"PJ & Rooster" as written by and Andre Benjamin Antwan Patton....
Hey Percy Junior, Percy Junior, what's that you playing?
Working on somethin' new.
Sounds like some bullshit.
I mean, you really think the audience is gonna
Well Rooster said I could play what I want.
No, never mind anything that Rooster tell you.
And we'll play the stuff I like, k?

Ain't nobody like my style, yeah.
I like my fire, yeah.
They glow without it.
And don't nobody wanna feel like that, no.
Monkeys on my back crawl.
And watch them all fall. Go 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 at home all trying to win.
Moon keeps shinin' on bootleg bottles
Cops in the street keep ya feet on the throttle
Selling what ya got can't afford a model.
Yelling go PJ go!

Ain't nothing idle, everything is wild yeah.
You can be hit now, yeah (Soon as you turn around)
He in the ground, yeah (Boy is 6 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 help change your life, you might make a baby might meet your wife
But watch your thing that you wanna say, deep down south that's a lil' old place.
Them Idlewild cats man they don't play
Don't make me send the 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.
? waiting in the upper room
Tell ya make ya say ya prayers you some players but you made up mashed potatoes,
That potato, blast you hater, blast the gator.
So you might just wanna kick back and drink goose,
Take that to ya home and relax, break loose
? But if she choose, she gone walk away from you straight to the Rooster
Because he's cock-a-doodle-cool, what they do fool
Moon shine run the small town clap shooting all time
? gotta match your suit and hat.
All casper suing kind robbers out the wild
Time to break it on break it on down now
Percy'll that it on out

Say whoa mammy, whoa mammy,
Say whoa pappy, whoa pappy,
Say whoa mammy, whoa mammy,
Say whoa pappy, whoa

Everybody get up. No, no, no, no get down [Repeats]

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"PJ & Rooster" as written by Antwan Patton Andre Benjamin

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