David Stones Lyrics
"Live @ The Ramada"

[Verse 1: David Stones]

When Stones drop a tune boy your spotlight doomed
That boy Ex make the bass go "Boom"
There's not a safe place in the room
Watch that Benz turn into a spaceship (vroom!)
I'm a light year from where they call Cancun
I'll be back somewhere around earth time, noon
Not a second late or too soon
You dealing with a real tycoon
I, overflow on the track like typhoons
Fuck your little train of thought
My freight needs room
When met face-to-face with my platoon
The simple minded run
While the educated swoon
I seen shorty clear across the room
Now she so damn close I could taste he perfume
Me amor in that Dior I adore
Said she love it when I rhyme for a cause (cause)
Fuck a punchline I dabble in philoshphies like Socrates
They do it but they do it so sloppily
Me on the other hand I do it properly
I'm a freight train in the bike line
There's no stopping me
I paid the toll and traveled down this road before
You want?
Bring it on
They can't fuck with me!
We live at the Ramada like!

[Hook: David Stones]

We live at the Ramada!
(We live at the Ramada)
We got the telly poppin' like
(We got the telly poppin' like)
We live at the Ramada!
(We live at the Ramada)

[Verse 2: David Stones]

Don dada
It's none hotter
OT late night at the Ramada
See shorty lickin' her lips dipped in Escada
Her bff doin' the Prada
She whispered that she wanted me inside her
And she like to climb on top
She's a rider
Damn boo, you hot like lava
And I could tell that pussy wet like agua
She said her best fried wanna jump in
Well, shit baby girl go 'head jump then
We could get this whole thing jumpin'
Do it 'til the box spring slumped in
Now is you gonna back it up or you frontin?
That's when she showed me something
(Y'all done got me started now)
We got the telly poppin' like! (2x)
We live at the Ramada
We got the telly poppin' like
We live at the Ramada