Sublime - S.T.P. lyrics

All that I need Look at all the love that we found, oh I won't run and pull one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound, Flava Flav and I-C-E Once said somethin' that made me Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground But I just can't leave the pad 'Cause I'll surely wind up dead 'Cause I know they're out there waitin' And watchin' for me Still I got my yellow cat And my wooden baseball bat And my shiny silver gat And if my homie got my back Then I've got All that I need Look at all the love we've found, oh I won't run and pull no one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound Oh I wont slip and I won't trip Send Matt Vargas to regrip While I'm wrenchin' on my ride In that secret pad where we hide There's always lotsa fun stuff to do Like relax and design a brand new tattoo Play with my crossword puzzle book I'm even learnin' how to cook Have you seen little who*e, baby Someone said that she stole my Freddie And then she made off with my last clean rig I'm gonna k** that funky ditch pig So what? Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad 'Cause I know you're talkin' bout me Makin' it hard to live But I don't no want no dick don't want no money down My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest spot in town Take it nice and easy, Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me 'Cause all that I need Look at all the love we've found, oh I won't run and pull the one jack move They love her for the Kingston sound, Baby wanna give me kisses sweet, Only for a night with no repeat Baby wanna give me kisses whoa But the taste of honey's worse than none at all