Some times are rotten
Some are forgotten
Some are good...
You don't have to ask
If you love it, pass it... its good
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
Smoke 'em if you got 'em and its good
Some thoughts are rotten
Some get forgot
Some are good
You never have to ask
If you love me, pass it...
We're gonna run far away
We won't stop til the tape deck pops
And then we're gonna be okay...
Some apples rot
Some gravity forgot
But some are good...
Smoke 'em if you got 'em
You never have to ask
If you love me, pass it.
And when I send it back its an Instant Classic
Im bouncing your track
I promise its the last mix...
And when they play it back its an Instant Classic
Its a new love
Flush in cash, in plastic
So don't remove the tag you're an Instant Classic
We're gonna run far away
We can't stop til the tape deck pops
I know we're gonna be okay...