King Louie

King Louie - Roll Up lyrics

rate me

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough,

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up

Roll up the dough where the bitches at

Mj’s mask my donsi hat

Chase my mud with muscle pack

Then fuck your bitch she just suck my dick

You don’t fuck with me, you can suck a dick

Catch an op nigga like I make em suck a clip

Cause the choppa hit a nigga make him suck a flip

You could think shit a game I let it rip

I stay high they under me,

I’m the mario boss he on to me

Little pack workin niggas ain’t harming me

Your bitch saw my watch from across the street

I ball hard nigga like walter pete

If you ain’t talking money, don’t talk to me

I get paid to do songs, I don’t talk for free

My teeth 50k I ain’t talking cheap

Got a 40 limit squeeze you could think it’s sweet

I make a nigga heart not have a beef

My money call like we got a need for speed

She’s the only one here get her when she bleed

Let’s run some up, what these bitches want

Pushing my new weed, that’s all I need

These niggas and bitches all on the kits

Tell her swallow everything, I don’t want the kids

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough,

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up

I’m back like I left something

Your bitch I was just thinking about her

So I called her phone now I’m smoking with her

His bitch I need another hoe together

Your bitch gonn be the hoe getter

I’m rolling bitch, I’m on 2 pills

Got a pretty little lady she too trill

She love some niggas I’m too real

These niggas can’t see me, they need braille

All this money on me can’t be still

East side bitch we breathe drill

Fuck shit will get your kid killed

Open heads will leave you head peel

Speak on money, leave a bread trail

These niggas they broke, smokin misty

I’m smoking loud pack, call that kill bill

My friends do murders, they will kill

I’m balling like I can’t miss bitch

You can get dismissed not missed bitch

You my little hoe, you his bitch

Just gon a hard dick no choose bitch

Straight mob, that’s it bitch

Mubu gang in this bitch

It’s a dark, dark world, do tricks bitch, argh!

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough,

Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, the dough

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up

Roll up, the dough, roll up, the dough, roll up.

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found