Rockie Fresh - Rollin' lyrics

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Rollin', rollin', rollin'

We roll till we can't roll no more

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah, we rollin', yeah, you rollin'

We roll, we roll

I feel like pulling my whip out, start it up and just dip out

My old girl went M.I.A., so I'mma see what this new bitch 'bout

We gonna smoke, we gonna chill she getting shocked by an electric feel

She know a nigga stay fresh for real, see I got drive want to test the wheel

She gonna give me that face time, she gonna go to that baseline

No name dropping, I hate lying, I land in and then I'm flying

To the future like Marty, still driving 88

When I'm pulling up to your party in coupe look like where are we

This is spaceship, take lift, come experience grey shit

But this fit for two so leave your friends, we ain't got no room

Bitch, be cool don't be talking all that goofy shit too soon

Matter fact don't talk that at all, make a young nigga not get involved

Why, ‘cause that shit be ridiculous, I'm a dog respect my viciousness

I'm a boss, respect my business shit, talking money ‘cause I'm really getting it

Balling with my niggas while we travel state to state

Keep a lot up on my plate while racing to the cake

Catch me

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah, we rollin’, yeah, we rollin’

We roll till we can't roll no more

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah, we rollin', yeah, we rollin'

Yeah, we roll, we roll till we can’t roll no more

Roll up with no tint, my old school is so mint

Score like I own the gym, your team so 0 for 10

All my hoes be OPM, they let me fuck, they don't pay rent

I pay her bills with no regret, bitch must not know me yet

I'm that type that hop that flight, you say I can rip tonight

I be that vulture on the door step, mimosas and cold sex

Girl drop that Sebring, upgrade them bee stings

C cup, D cup, new closet, she needs things

She's talented, only one, hold the gun, roll the blunt

Same time, roll the tongue, hand jobs, be number one

That's right, pussy mine, especially on that kush and wine

Pushing on that cushion now, rotate, push and whine

I don't care about your status hoe, I just want me the baddest hoe

But if she ain't acting right then I'mma have to …this hoe

Asking questions, wanna know, what's that on the steering wheel

That's the oak, let me see them keys, crank it up, you know we still

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah, we rollin’, yeah, we rollin’

Yeah, we roll, we roll till we can’t roll no more

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah, we rollin', yeah, we rollin'

Yeah, we roll, we roll till we can’t roll no more