Rolling coming out them fruity color candy doors
Rolling catch me hopping up and down on 24's
Rolling hey watch me Rollin Hey, Watch me Rollin Hey, Watch me rolling
Rolling When I was down you Bitches didn't want to be my friend
Rolling and Now I'm rolling now you bitches want to hop in
Rolling Hey Watch me Rolling Hey, Watch me rolling hey, what me rolling
I'm going toot, toot, beep, beep, pulling up on them wheels now
All black on black body got it shining much like a seal now
Got them cars in my garage no less than a mill now
Kells about to take the bar and set it real high
Double take Double take when I roll up to the club
Playas they plays us when I walk up in the club
I got them shades doing about 75
Just call it speed racer cause I'm rolling in that marc 5
Yall niggas aint fucking with me and I put a mill on it
Niggas and Bitches they lie but home boy them stacks don't
R&B; Boss hustling like Rick Ross
Man my flow is so raw niggas don't piss me off
I'm a playa homie and that's a well known factor
Plus the wheels on the coupe got lookin like a tractor
Take my ice hold it up
Then my city toss it up
Chi-town summer time kells got traffic backed up
Yellow ice cash money I got cash money
Just to hear them horses go vroom I spent that cash money
As for the hatas they as funny
My money like a road block so watch how you roll you fucking crash dummy
I rolling in, I rolling and bounce, I roll and stop
I roll slow motion and I let the beat drop
Honies love it when I roll up on them wheels
Top down clowning on the wheels
I got them 24s on the coupe you know they chop and spin
I put a S on my Maybox cause thats my super benz
I own the night light shining when I roll through
Hop out that Zaradie 101 call it smurf blue
Silver bullet lex Jeep parked out at my beach home
Think I'm from a swamp the way I step out with them gators on
On the hood in that old school I be smoking trees on it
Just got a Cadillac I'm about to throw some D's on it
Sh sh sh shawty do you wanna ride in that GT with me
Sh sh sh Shawty don't you wanna ride on them 23's
If your eyes could speak
They would tell me
What you see when you're looking at me
And if your hands can talk
They would tell me
What you feel when you're touching on me
And if your feet could see
They would show me how far you've come just to kick it
with me
And these are tall tale signs
That shows that you are mine
It's how your body translates to me
I wanna be the one that you can rely on
I wanna be the one that you can rely on
And give you everything
Give you everything
You need to set you free
And give you everything
Give you everything
You need to set you free
Cause if you didn't want me
You would tell me
Face to face that I'm just not your type
And if you didn't love me
You would tell me
To pack my bags and get out of your life
But instead she told me
Not to worry
I'm the one man worth her sacrifice
And these are tall tale signs
That shows that you are mine
It's how your body translates to me
I wanna be the one that you can rely on (can rely on me
girl)
I wanna be the one that you can rely on (you can rely
on me girl)
And give you everything (everything)
Give you everything (everything)
You need to set you free (oh yes I'll set you free)
And give you everything
Give you everything (everything)
You need to set you free
Cause I wanna be there when you're lonely and stressed
Wanna be there when your car goes past
Wanna be there just to show you I care for you
You know I care for you
Said I wanna be there when you're lonely and stressed
Wanna be there when your car goes past
Wanna be there just to show you I care for you
I wanna be the one that you can rely on (rely on baby)
I wanna be the one that you can rely on (you can rely
on me babe)
And give you everything (everything)
Give you everything (everything)
You need to set you free (cause I will set you free)
And give you everything
Give you everything (everything)
Chorus
A nigga young said the coming on a one way,
break em down i be in town Monday.
This for my niggas on the freeway,
riding dirty doing limit take it easy...ROLLIN
FABOLOUS---Every time you see me on that 9-5,
22 sitting on them shits boi,
bad bitch on the steering wheel just ROLLIN, a nigga just ROLLIN
JEEZY---Every time you see me on that 7-5,
so we got them choppa in this bitch boi,
26's in the hide, we just ROLLIN, a nigga just ROLLIN
FABOLOUS
It's on ya'll im on call that check come we gone ball,
that wiz work like john wald,
yall hate that shit dont yall.
Real niggas no cornballs, pussy just a phone call,
you stand for something or you gonna fall,
i make it happen i dont stall.
Bullshit dont try that, that full clip in my strap,
that logo on my cap, say NY thats my trap.
Shout-out to my hood, too real to fake that,
a BK nigga i was brought up off take that then flip
that then make that, you got ass then shake that.
Them $1 drop like leaves hoe,
tell somebody rake that. Riding down that 9-5 on my
way to 85, i m rolling while my lady drive in a all
black mercedes ride. ROLLIN
CHORUS
FABOLOUS---Every time you see me on that 9-5,
22 sitting on them shits boi,
bad bitch on the steering wheel just ROLLIN, a nigga just ROLLIN
JEEZY
Im riding im rolling im holding shop open.
my stove on my pose on them O's on stop smoking.
Beep beep, phone call nigga you joking on MI,
NY, A-Town, East Oakland. Just counted,
they too short, no words like 2 short.
Vanilla cigs them dutch masters,
i smoke them like newport.
Hood nigga in that turbo, nah hoe we dont do spokes,
failure to appear real niggas dont do court.
Like a wife beater i bear arm,
one time i bails bonds, in and out in the same hour
to the same spot with the same powder.
A-Town thats my trap, brick talk thats my rap,
yeah hoe you see me, brick wall thats my dap,
shades on i so cool, fools with me they so fool.
28 get you 2-6, yeah nigga thats old school.
..im ridin, im rollin, im smoking,
im fucked up, bad bitch she shot gun on 3 bing she fucked up she ROLLIN
CHORUS
FABOLOUS---Every time you see me on that 9-5,
22 sitting on them shits boi,
bad bitch on the steering wheel just ROLLIN, a nigga just ROLLIN
JEEZY---Every time you see me on that 7-5,
so we got them choppa in this bitch boi,
Rollin', rollin' on down the line
The sweetest little gal that I ever did know
I had to leave her behind
But she said, daddy, don't leave me here to whine
You're breakin' my heart right half in two
By rollin' on down the line
But I kept on rollin', rollin' on down the line
The sweetest little gal that I ever did know
I had to leave her behind
Now she said, baby, won't you please change your mind
There's nothin' you could say or do
That would ever make me change my mind
And I kept on rollin', rollin' on down the line
The sweetest little gal that I ever did know
I had to leave her behind
And she said, honey, don't leave me here alone
'Cause if you do and you get back, you won't find me at home
And I kept on rollin', rollin' on down the line
The worst mistake that I ever made
Was leavin' that gal behind
She was born to a mother trucker
Raised behind the wheel
So you can blame it on the highway
For the way she can't sit still
She says life is like a windshield
It ain't no rear view mirror
The only way to get where you're goin'
Is find that higher gear
And keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
Well I knew that I was in trouble
When she told me that talk was cheap
Said if you're tired get on the sofa
'Cause the bed's no place to sleep
Then she reached down and she kissed
Lord it knocked me to my knees
And I knew if I was gonna get naked
I was gonna have to roll up my sleeves
And keep it
Rollin'
Love was gonna run me over if I didn't get it goin'
She said I wanna feel the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Boy I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
So I talked her into gettin' married
But she wouldn't hang up her wheels
I was afraid I'd take a back seat
To the way the highway feels
But each day she's pullin' over
More than she used to
She knows love is like the highway
The main thing you gotta do
Is keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
[Z-Ro:]
Comin' up as yungsta
Watchin' the OG's in the hood while they flossin' in they rides
Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire
Me, yeah I was lovin' it, but not old enough drive
Parkin' lot pimpin' from the passenger side
I use to walk everywhere I had to show up
Shoe hills, one down like wheel rubber, man I was about to go nuts
Hopefully I would blow up in these rap game man
My people roll swanga's, I wanted to be rollin' the same thang
Never had alot of work, but I was doin' what I could
Movin' nickles, dimes, twenty's, and ounces all threw my hood
Since I had a one yolla fines cash me up
Mean while thumpin' for a ride my homies pass me up
It's all gravy, when I'm able I'm a showin' all somthin'
From a hopte to a foreign, I'm ballin' it's all or nothin'
Treat my feet with' designer to fine sneak's when I leave my home
Only place you catch me walkin' is to my mail box's
Cause on the streets I be on crome
I'll keep rollin' chrome
I'll keep rollin' chrome
Wood grain is what I'm holdin' on
I'll keep rolin chrome
[Z-Ro:]
Huh, I started off with' a canary yellow cuttlase supreme on bald tire's
Yeah I know I was out of line
But that was all I could find
Or should I say that was all I could purchase for what I had to spend
But at least I had somthin' to go from point A to B and
No more offerin' gas money to get a lift
Besides when your driven it's easyer to get a chick
So ani't no more parkin' lot pimpin' at the club I'm up in there
Seekin' little mama, with' thick thighs, I hope she let me in there
Like swim wear, pull up to the motel, and we'll go in there
Nothin' left to do but comit a sin there
And that was in my hopte, but when I show up in my big body with' the gloss
All of the boppers was boppin' I just could'nt shake'm off
Sixteen switches, tewnty-two inches, trunk goin' to war
They don't want to lay here with me, they want to lay in my car
I was lovin' it back then and still love it today
Except I'm not yellow cutlase no more, I'm 300 blue over gray, on chrome
I'll keep rollin' chrome
I'll keep rollin' chrome
Wood grain is what I'm holdin' on
I'll keep rolin chrome
[Z-Ro:]
Finally I'm in the mix, ridin' twenty-four's or twenty-six
My neck and my wrist lite, with' out me sellin' a brick
Tv's in the roof and the dashboard and I'm watchin' a flick
Rollin' with my pistol in my lap and I'm cockin' if
I spy somthin' suspicious in my rear view mirror when I'm creepin'
If you plan on jackin' me I plan on leavin' you sleepin'
I be in different vehicle cause I'm havin' thangs
King of the ghetto enertainment got me havin' change
You can smell it on me, even tho quite, the way I live it be tellin' on me
Don't get twisted I'm still a felon homie
Thinkin' you goin' to rob me that's a N O
And when I'm in N O I roll with god and as always Mr.Marsello
And they be with me when they in texas don't par take it as a spy
Harlum nights in stores where they drop it like it's hot
So if your tryin' to call me and I don't answer my phone
I can't hear it cause my music to loud I'm bangin' on chrome
I'll keep rollin' chrome(rollin chrome)
I'll keep rollin' chrome(rollin chrome)
Wood grain is what I'm holdin' on(holdin on)
I'll keep rolin chrome(Yaah)
I'll keep rollin' chrome(yes I am)
I'll keep rollin' chrome(I'm rollin chrome)
Wood grain is what I'm holdin' on(is what I'm holdin on)
I'll keep rolin chrome(S.U.C.)
I never drink in the afternoon
I never drink alone
Sure do like a drink or two
When I get home
Every evening, what I do
Is sit here in this chair
Pour myself some whiskey
Watch my troubles vanish into the air
Rollin'
Rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Rollin'
Rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Used to worry about gambling
Throwin' my money away
Used to worry about waistin' time
Layin' around the house all day
But I'm all right now
Yes I'm all right now
Never thought I'd make it
But I always do somehow
I'm all right now
Rollin'
Rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Rollin'
Rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Ain't gonna worry no more
Rollin' windows down kickback trollen
I'm holdin' and foldin' see no cold in the streets
Dirty looks - huh - we think it's funny
Workin' class rares scrounge up all the money
But we're coolin' in the middle June
I'm gettin' girls gettin' lit and I'm making up tunes
Believe that boy I'll bet I'll bet I'm trollen
Just lookin' for some trouble and we be rollin'
Now I'm a tell a tale to you straight
Gonna tell you a story
It's not a fairy tale and it gets a little glory
It happened one night when Tequila was full
We were walkin' to my car unaware unknowin'
I stepped up crossed the the street in no hurry
And what happens next - it gets a little blurry
This chump nearly hits me in a green pintow so I threw my bottle BANG!
It broke his window
He screeched to a halt jumped out of his car
I stepped straight to him gonna make him see stars yes
The situation was going to explode
Thought I should give him a warning said ya better hit the road
I knew it would be easy if i dagged him first
So I cracked him in the face all of the sudden with a burst
I hit im with a right then a left didn't land
But he turned his head and I broke my hand
Whatcha gonna do?
Do whatcha gonna
I got a cast on my hand and the girls think I'm a jerk
I can't play my bass and I can't go to work
This is a true story it all did happen
Better yet I regret that I'm rollin' up strappin'
Been two years now since this all took place
I learn from being stupid I learn from my mistakes
And now I'm livin' peace edifyin' and trollen
Can't say it wasn't fun in those days of rollin'
Rollin'
Rollin'
You got g's maan please
I'm overseas
I got the beats to keep you blowin on trees
Keep them hoes on they knees
I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze
Makin music in this game
Like flippin coke into ki's
Everyday is the same when I'm rollin on chop
Got a cop on my left so I'm ridin non-stop
Till I die
I'ma win
See it's time to make ends
Thinkin bout how I'ma make it so I'm sittin on rims
20 inches on chop
Hit the scene on the lean
Burban clean
6 screens
Biscuit tucked at the seams
Make my dreams so real
Plot to make a mil
Let these hatas know the way a playa really fells
When I'm rollin
SHIT!!!
I'm never gonna quit
Bout to hit the switch
So I can dip on the strip
Pull in sideways than I cock it on 3
Everybody stop and stare cause they all wanna see how we
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
17 in a 7 7 Seville
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Smoke gray
Gold trim
Big Daddy Grimm
Left
Right
Than front to back
Fresh off the lot in my Cadillac
Done hit this spot Grimm
Where we goin next?
Let's flip to the club and try to find some sex
See when I'm rollin in my ride
With my homie on my side
Got 2 sweets rolled
And I'm bout to touch the sky
High so high
Like my boy Carlos Coy
Maan!
I'ma Dope House soulja that's self employed
Ya saves quien soy
More chips than Ahoy
Dime lo que quieras
De le doy
In a 100.000 dolla toy
En tontes ya me voy
Take the pain with the joy
While I bang Pink Floyd
Ship em out the box
Sip Henn on the rocks
I bought 2 clubs and 3 restaurants
My Cadillac hops
I'm strong as an ox
I'ma fly by
And chunk deuce at the cop
Cause I'm
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Cruisin down the street in my Benzo
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Swangin and bangin that DJ Screw
I'm rollin non stop
I done wrecked the block
Chop chop
Bunny hop
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Got buys by the fly
Got rocks in my watch
I'm sideways on mine
Finna hit the Mariot
I done dodged the cops
I broke em off by the lot
Glock 17 shots
When I punch in the clock
Switchin lanes on the main
Crunk the bang when I feel
Wood grain wood strips
Bezatines smokin dip
On the interstate
As I hit the pancake
Sippin on the 8
Straight as I break my scrape plate
Keep my ride up to date
Flippin 20's when I say
"It's that throwed ese on the grind movin weight"
Pull out the shades
Shinin down my blades
Today's a sunny day
And there's money to be made
It's that 7 1 trey
Pullin out the Escalade
Creased up with them dames
And a bald fade
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
17 in a 7 7 Seville
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Smoke gray gold trim
I wanna bathe in milk
Eat grapes
Robert DeNiro sit on my face
I can't sleep for thinking
Set my head a reeling
I wanna go to Spain
Spend nights
Just sipping on nectar and ice
No, I can't sleep for thinking
Set my head a reeling
Living in a horse race
Wanna make the shit hit the fan
No, I can't sleep for thinking
Set my head a reeling
Even Aphrodite
She got nothing on me
Take me to the moon
Take me to the moon
Fly me to the moon
Take me to the moon...
Die my hair on stage
Reeling
Reeling
Even Aphrodite
She'll have nothing on me
Reeling
Reeling
Take me to the moon
Take me to the moon
Fly me to the moon
Take me to the moon...
Reeling...
Yeahhh!
See I was trippin through the city with a big ol' - PISTOL
Trickin off these niggaz in the Raaaange - RENTAL
I was smokin drinkin end up kind of tipsy
Lookin through my rearview they followin me
I wonder why the fuck are they followin me
I seem them niggaz creepin two cars behind me (hmm)
You'll never catch me slippin just me and my - PIECE
You must be smokin if you think I'ma call the - POLICE
I'm a beast, still got a crease
Still got my Converse thumpin down the concrete
YEAHHHHHHH, black and blue Bugati
This is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage a mirage a collage of chrome
I look alive with the nine when I leave my home
Been on tour in Japan, been relaxed in Rome
This is grown man business, recognize the tone
If I don't recognize the number won't answer my phone
Rockin every area code still stay in my zone
I don't play no fuckin games now bitch I'm grown
Now I crack your fuckin neck to the shit I'm on
Yeah!
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop ROLLIN
Get your weight up, cause X can't stop ROLLIN
Niggaz thought it was over but X came back ROLLIN
I got my own sack to roll so I'm ROLLIN
YEAH, my release, bang through the streets
We hang like orangutangs, mangle the beast
Niggaz hatin, gravitatin to the lies that they tell
My reality takin over where that fiction fail
What the hell, might as well show the cards I'm holdin
Sweet taste, aeromatic, backwood ROLLIN
Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the strut kit
My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, what the fuck bitch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange some thangs
My slang click bang and expose they brains
Then I pray, our father who art in heaven
Got people jumpin out the buildin like 9/11
Malcolm X to the X landin on them like Plymouth Rock
(Yeah!) You get knocked out, get socked in your fuckin mouth
Now e'rybody know the business, you want it come get it (c'mon)
But if you ROLLIN throw it up, let me know that you with it
YEAH, I repeat, my name over beats
I binge on the finer things you cringe in defeat
Escalation, elevation to another plateau
Sometimes it take a few steps back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know, campaign in motion
Straight West coast and West worldwide ROLLIN
Got that Aston Martin DV9 equipped with a stash box
In case I ever find myself alone in a tight spot
Strip down my frame, repave my lane
Insane with my ink pen, Citizen Kane
Don't complain when the chamber slide back and bang
Make it taste like shit when you sayin my name
It's the Golden State heavyweight, holdin the belt
Cause I'm a one man army I don't need no help
This is a - PISTOL, I use to protect myself
Careful these hammerhead hollow points is bad for your health
I never drink in the afternoon
I never drink alone
But I sure do like a drink or two
When I get home
Let me tell you what I do
I sit here in this chair
I pour myself some whiskey
And watch my troubles vanish into the air
Rollin', rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Rollin', rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Used to worry about gamblin'
Throwin' my money away
Used to worry about wastin' time
And layin' round the house all day
But I'm all right now
I'm all right now
I never thought I'd make it
But I always do somehow, I'm all right
Rollin', rollin'
Ain't gonna worry no more
Rollin', rollin'
Seen so many places and faces in my life,
I been on the road for so long
I will be tonight.
I really love this life of traveling
And seeing the sights.
So I'm rollin',
I'm rollin', rollin', rollin',
Yeah, I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin',
Rollin' all over this world in search of love again.
You know that you love me,
But you don't even know my name.
But I tell you, little darlin', it's the same old game.
So I'm travelling one thousand miles
To see your face again.
Seen the good and the bad,
But it always seemed to work out right.
I'm not really sure of your love,
But it's worth a fight.
True love is an elusive game, try as we might.
So keep your eyes on the road
And your feet moving straight ahead,
And don't you ever look back
Keep on moving forward instead.
[Doc Doom:]
Oh how I love my a hundred spokes
Flossin and shit, California
Flossin on them gold ones
Black Knights
Old ones, I sold them
Sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them
Can I get a drum roll please for my gold D's?
Hundred spoke Daytonas, wish we all could be California
Smokin bank in the corners in a black six-deuce
Hittin switches, dippin, switchin on that ackrite juice
Act like you, wan' try and take my D's
Watch how fast these slugs in this thang gon' leave
Watch how many holes in ya body it leaves
Watch how much pints of blood you bleed
May the fake thugs retreat, pop up barkin the heat
Caravanin nine-to-ten cars deep
Down the 'shaw where Knights is known to breakin laws
And if a bitch is ridin with me she's takin it off
Now get off ya job, if not bitch I'm layin you off
Cuz I guess the last nigga that you fucked with was soft
That ain't me, it cost just to floss with me
And how I love my a hundred spoke D's
[Chorus x3.5: Doc Doom]
Rollin, sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them
[RZA:]
Up in a black bourbon tank labelled GMC
Smokin on a Newport long and PCP
Gat tucked in, easy pass, I'm low duckin
Dimepiece bird on the side I'm finger-fuckin
Bouncin off this deuce-deuces, fat like Polo gooses
Eighteen-inch woofers movin studio acoustics
Rim tri-star, chrome on my side-bar
Don't hate crab cuz I caught ya bitch eye par
Platinum grill, re-enforced solid steel
Superstar engine, force of an eighteen wheel
That'll crash through brick walls, smash intersections
Move through ya city escorted with police protection
Heated polished seats with back massages
You gotta know how to roll in more like Kenny Rogers
Tinted glass, PS2 plus Dreamcast
Smoke screens, blindin high blasts
GPS satellite navigation
Automatic lock doors drop jackers to the station
You got beef you get fed to Doc Doom
Goon, you can't fuck with Wu Killa Bee Clan platoon
I might get Holocaust to come and cough on you
My nigga Crisis might love to let one off on you
Or Rugged Monk rolls up another blunt
The great Digi goes and lures out another cunt
Cuz I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Ain't got no money or love for you funny fools
Cuz I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Sippin brews, packin tools for you funny fools
[Monk:]
I'm from the land of chaos where niggaz get shot for trippin
I caught a fool slippin on some D's, now I'm steady dippin
Cruisin, movin up the block cuz I'm the shit
Stick dick to hoodrats, make gangsta hits
I baptize my sticks, ice skate on seventeens
On the phone with five-oh, don't you love them D's?
While they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck the po-po's, I'm not turnin it down"
I love to floss as I toss up a fifth of that Crown
Bank corner after corners, watch all the ho's smile
Play the fucken' track!
Play that fucken' track!
Oh there it is
Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, that's right y'all, Method Man
We just keep on Rollin' baby
Are you ready!
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here
L.I.M.P
Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cuz if you don't care, then we don't care
See I ain't giving a fuck
When pressing your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable
So keep me in this cage
Until you run that mouth
Then I might have to play
And break the fuck out
And then we'll see who's left
After one round with X
And what am I bringing next
Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at
Punk, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up
While we fuck this track up
Are you ready!
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Oh what, y'all thought y'all were promotion me
Check my dangerous slang
Atrocious
When I let these nuts hang
Focus
It's Wutang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approach us
These twin supersoakers
Who have poisonous darts for copers
Too late to get your blowgun unholsted
You lept, light it up, and lightly toasted
So what
I drink and smoke too much
So what
I cut too much
Shut the fuck the up
Now when we roll
You mutherfuckers turn in your gold
Cause for the platinum
I'm jackin' niggers up in limos
It aint nothin' for bullets
To unbutton your clothes
This wretched yellow mellow tissue
Up in his nose
You bitches
Swing the vine on the bad boom nuts
I'm hairy as hell
Ahh to hell
And tatooed up
I'm a dog
Only fuck in the bathroom, what
In highschool I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is Johnny Donny Brascoe
Talk the gat low
Cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money
Funny how hungry they'll be
Snatch crumbs from me
Dark and hard
Mix bodies in the mosh pit
Yo, and I'm the D.O.
You're lookin' at the raw invented
On Friday I spit
Thirty five to forty minutes
Smell up the bathroom
Like Craig Paul was in it
Ending up on your back
Whose whore's up in it
Anyone can match me
I crack 'em all a Guiness
Fuck how many thugs are playas
A ball is in it
Brick city, Shaolin
Better call 'em sinners
Boys that'll run up in your
White mall and spill it
Yo, peace and come on!
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
It just don't get no darker than that
Kid with the park
Go ahead with the boots
And shoots to make it spark
Now I'm a fair nigger
But ain't there nigger
Quicker than the hair trigger
Took you dead nigger
It'd better like
Yo man, trying to hold your breath
In your head
Cause you'll be shitting on yourself
Cause you're already dead
And at the funeral you won't need a casket
I'm leaving just enough
For them to stuff their basket
But their skippin'
Task it
I'm gonna need my ass kicked
My mom never let me forget
That I'm a bastard
I aint never been shit
There ain't gonna be shit
That's why I take shit
But if I see shit
And to their D shit
D Sharp
Do what I wanna do
And that's what I'm gonna do
Right here in front of you
And I'll be running you
Wait up man, stand up out
Yeah niggers aint running a fucken' thing
But your mouth
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (Yeah)
You cant mess with Limp Bizkit (why)
Because we get it on (when)
Every day and every night (oh)
See this platinum thing right here (uh huh)
Well we're doing it all the time (what)
So you'd better get some better beats
And uh, get some better rhymes (d'oh!)
And if you really really really wanna get shit started
Then people everywhere just get retarded
Get retarded!
People everywhere just get retarded!
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in, now breath out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh
That's right baby!
Punk
Limp Bizkit
DMX
Method Man
Method Man
Swizz Beats
Where the fuck you at
Punk that shit!
Nineteen ninety mother fuckin' six
That's that shit though
Get the motherfuckin' squad packed
We got to pull these shoes out like carpet, word is bond
Test the crew with the guns and let's get this shit on
Why, must I be like that? Why, must I pack the gat?
On my left, niggaz be rollin' with the ruckus
Ready to get deep bust rounds upon some suckaz
Heard PPP and LOD is a bunch of crazy motherfuckers
Journey to the land is on
The winner of the spittin' bomb marathon
The fuck you up lierathon, whatever you choose
Prepare to lose that title
Turnin' vital situations suicidal, my idols, is my uncles
Who started smokin' weed outta Bibles
Gave me a puff when I bust my first rifle
Menstruation cycles, I give bitches
Bring your craziest nigga, I'll give stitches
Whateva, go crew for crew, blow for blow
Bang your headpiece
And sniff the snow off your hoe
I keep it rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin'
I keep it rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin'
Ask yourself man
How ugly do you have to be to be a hardcore M. C.?
Niggaz be fooled by my plaques and my light skin complexture
My whole texture is bombin', destroyin' da schools of the wack
From the 'Land of the Lost', you get tossed
Listen to my veloc, my crew's comin' off
Yeah, more sneaky than casino switches
Diggin' ditches for all Moschino bitches
Clockin' decimal figures, I'm gettin' out diggers
Now my choice of truck is a Land
'Cause a Land cruise much bigger
It pack two to three more niggaz
Damn I hate a golddigger
Yeah, gimme that microphone
I make opponents shit bricks like Tyson's home
I keep the jacked cellular phone blown in three zones
Love seafood and keep my nine millimis chrome
So it can shine up your dome
When I proceed to give you what you need
And clear spots like sea breeze
Wreckin' your ass Armageddon style
Twenty four seven while
My crew chin check your profile
Rollin', rollin''
Rollin', rollin''
Niggaz be rollin'
Niggaz be rollin'
Rollin', rollin''
Rollin', rollin'
I'm the master of disaster, super rhyme maker
Grimy by nature, database maker
Play 'em out like Sega Saturn
Blow your blocks in patterns for about nine acres
Testes, crew wearin' bulletproof and double Ss
Karl Kani down, camouflage can't hide the sounds
Of a fo' pound
Givin you six flags, bustin' merry go rounds
But my crew stay ill with that unreal appeal
I be the raw water, my cheek bones outta have gills
Below like the opera
Smooth on the trigger for all you block cockers
I be the key to criminology
Blast and rotate enemies at three buck sixty
Pick me, as your senator
Take the dove from your battlefield son, fuck, Pat Benatar
Run, head for the hills, back in the day, these niggaz
Rolled up on me with the trunk filled with Bomber Brooklyns
Sheeps and Quartervilles, take that shit, money snap the grill
Body caught chills as he ate this nine mil
Mine kills two but my nine was sign sealed
And ready to deliver but money had me too close
To reach for toast, soon as that nigga blink I broke ghost
Dash back to South Orange Ave with dollar bill to smoke dope
I keep 'em rollin'
This is D. J., say what? On this motherfucker
Sayin', "The dick is long, but my time is short"
Before I go, just remember
She was born to a mother trucker
Raised behind the wheel
So you can blame it on the highway
For the way she can't sit still
She says life is like a windshield
It ain't no rear view mirror
The only way to get where you're goin'
Is find that higher gear
And keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
Well I knew that I was in trouble
When she told me that talk was cheap
Said if you're tired get on the sofa
'Cause the bed's no place to sleep
Then she reached down and she kissed
Lord it knocked me to my knees
And I knew if I was gonna get naked
I was gonna have to roll up my sleeves
And keep it
Rollin'
Love was gonna run me over if I didn't get it goin'
She said I wanna feel the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Boy I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
So I talked her into gettin' married
But she wouldn't hang up her wheels
I was afraid I'd take a back seat
To the way the highway feels
But each day she's pullin' over
More than she used to
She knows love is like the highway
The main thing you gotta do
Is keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
Rollin'
Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin'
She said I wanna fell the earth move under me
Movin' with the motion of a melody
Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul
You got to keep it
rylan you should try to get tome sun
you remind me of everyone
rylan did you break your mother's heart
every time you try to flee our heart
is it easy to keep so quiet
everybody loves a quiet child
is it easy to seem so ground
wanna be alone in life
rylan you can take the quick way out
you concern the blend wide house
silly your a pervert, you're a vulture
don't you wanna be popular, culture
is it easy to keep so quiet
everybody loves a quiet child
is it easy to seem so ground
wanna be alone in life
is it easy to live inside the role
all the little kids are high and lazy
everybody got no where to go
everybody wants to be amazing
rylan california's right
dressed like blue to be forgotten
each occurs on sunday morning
keep the conversation going
stay with me among the strangers
change your mind and nothing changes
don't let show any emotion
when you fly in to the ocean
rylan you should try to get some sun
it's better than every, every one
is it easy to keep so quiet
everybody loves a quiet child
is it easy to seem so ground
wanna be alone in life
is it easy to live inside the role
all the little kids are high and lazy
everybody got no where to go
everybody wants to be amazing
rylan you should try to get some sun
you remind me of everyone
rylan you should try to get some sun
a little bit of her in everyone
Decisions made from desperation
No way to go
Internal instincts craving isolation
For me to grow
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Fell in a river of illusion
And apathy
Drowning in a self-induced confusion
I'd rather be
Yeah!
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Yeah!
Yeah!
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Decisions made from desperation
No way to go
Internal instincts craving isolation
For me to grow
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Fell in a river of illusion
And apathy
Drowning in a self-induced confusion
I'd rather be
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
My fears come alive
In this place where I once died
Demons dreaming
Knowing I...I just needed to realign
Ass Shake, Ass shake. Yeah I like that ass shake. Ya'll bitches won't show me love. I know ya'll hoes ain't that fake. A real G believe that. Feelin like Outkast. I'm already big now I'm fin to be a... She on that superman. Blue and red cop car. Can't sing a lick now she fin to be a pop star. Pop off. And I can't feel shit but my dick in your bitch. So guess what, there's only one thing left to pop off. Feelin like a vegetable with sexy hoes and sexy clothes. They best dressed. Yeah I guess they recognize who they dressin for. She step in the hall to call her man and say she just at home. At my hotel it's valentines all they see is X and O's. And I can't feel my cardio. Motha fuckas walkin in with shrooms. Now I'm fin to feel like Mario. Man I'm livin with these niggas fantasizin life and I'm prayin that I make it through the night. Cause a nigga straight rollin
Verse 1:
See I knew from the start,
Once I gave you my heart
You would do everything right
So I let down my guard, gave you a chance
Since then you've been proving me right
See I know this is real
Cause I've been through so much in the past
Yes I know this is true, when it comes to me and you
Pre-Chorus:
Love's such a crazy thing
That we all carry
Sometimes it goes, and sometimes it stays
Hard to get over, so hard to explain
The way that I'm feeling for you
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
That I really, really care
I really, really wanna tell ya
That you're really special
That it almost seems unsafe
Verse 2:
Oh it's the way that you touch me,
The way that you kiss me, the way that you love me so bad
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
That I really, really care
Verse 3:
Being with you feels so brand new
Bay you're one of a kind
This day and time, It's hard to find
A good man to stand by your side
You still open my door, offer your court
When it gets cold outside
You still come to make sure that I made it safe
And you still kiss me good night
Pre-Chorus:
Love's such a crazy thing
That we all carry
Sometimes it goes, and sometimes it stays
Hard to get over, so hard to explain
The way that I'm feeling for you
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
That I really, really care
I really, really wanna tell ya
That you're really special
That it almost seems unsafe
Oh it's the way that you touch me
The way that you kiss me
The way that you love me so much
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
That I really, really care
If you feel what I'm saying,
Got love for your man
Say oh, say oh
If you feel what I'm saying
And you got a good man
Say oh, oh
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
That I really, really care
I really, really wanna tell ya
That you're really sá¹—ecial
That it almost seems unsafe
Oh it's the way that you touch me
The way that you kiss me
The way that you love me so much
Chorus:
I really, really wanna have you
Really wanna take you, really wanna show you
(Chorus)
I told her jump up in my car
(Woohooo)
And we was rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it feel like
When I watch her dance
(Woohooo)
Her body rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it look like
(Verse 1)
I said excuse me baby what yo name is?
Ain't you on TV shawty ain't you famous?
Cause you up in the club lookin like a angel, angel
Body lookin right just like a mango, ayo
Girl tell me what you got poppin
What about this weekend we go Gucci shoppping?
She said boy I don't to what yo game was?
I said girl I just asked what yo name was
Because YOU got a body like a video vixen
And YOU got that inter-dose so give me my perscription
(Ah haa)
She liked my style
(Okaay)
She showed me love
Pull up in that drop caught her walkin out the club
(Chorus)
I told her jump up in my car
(Woohooo)
And we was rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it feel like
When I watch her dance
(Woohooo)
Her body rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it look like
(Verse 2)
I said excuse me there lil sexy mama
Are you a voter did you pick Obama?
You see I'm only tryna make sure that you legal, legal
Body look like it could be lethal, lethal
(Hold up)
Baby let me see that
See that cannot be real I can't believe that
She said boy I love where your mind at
I said I'm a little faded never mind that
Because YOU got a body like a video vixen
And YOU got that inter-dose so give me my perscription
(Ah haa)
She liked my style
(Okaay)
She showed me love
Have her screamin like you know how I does
(Chorus)
I told her jump up in my car
(Woohooo)
And we was rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it feel like
When I watch her dance
(Woohooo)
Her body rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
I to-I to-I to-I told her jump up in my car
(Woohooo)
And we was rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it feel like
When I watch her dance
(Woohooo)
Her body rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
(Woohooo)
That's exactly what it look like
(Talking)
Yaah
Maejor
Hits
Rollin rollin rollin
She stopped movin her booty kept on
Goin goin goin
She called Hifey snowin snowin snowin
I got her like Owen Owen Owen
Heheh hah
Y'all didn't get that
[talking:]
Hey, you already know mayn
Down in H-Town how we do it, when we do it
We do it big, talk to em mayn
[Hook:]
We rolling candy cars, watch them 84's swang
We sipping on that bar, and we're leaning mayn
I got diamonds on my wrist, and diamonds all in my grill
Houston Texas where I live, and I keep it trill
[Chris Ward:]
Southside's still holding, Southside's still strolling
Southside's still rolling, and hey we ain't going
Nowhere naw mayn, no time soon
In fact we gon be out all night, just like the moon
I'm a Y.S.P. nigga, fly as can be nigga
In a old school Impala, cocked up on three nigga
One in the air swanging, one on the back hanging
Trunk just banging, me I'm just swanging
Lane to lane, with the top underneath the car
I'm a Southside, superstar
Fresh cups po'd up, soda mix nice with bar
I'm a Mobstyle, outlaw
I'm respected in these streets, protected in these streets
From the South to the North, I'm connected in these streets
So when you see us coming through, in those DTS's
And CTS's, just know we be the freshest in H-Town
[Hook]
[Chris Ward:]
I'm sitting low but large, backing out the garage
In a brand new fountain blue, Bentley Anage
What the neighbors see, is not a mirage
I'm on my way so shall I say, bon voyage
Cause I'm a wood wheel handler, boulevard scrambler
Big money gambler, ask your girl Tamala
When I pull up on side, of your ride in my ride
Fa sho, it's well known I'm prone to damage ya
Hopping out Gucci down, from the head to the ground
Cause you already know, how we do it in H-Town
And the ride I'm riding in, got screens all in it
Bitches on dick, they wanna be seen all in it
I mean my team is strong, my bling is grown
I'm a hustler look at me, my green is long
So when you see me in these streets, doing my thang
Just know that young C. Ward, is balling and parlaying mayn
[Hook]
[Chris Ward:]
You see I'm dismissing the top, on a sunny Sunday
Acting a iz-ass, for H-A-Dub-K
So I swang's and I swang, and I swang to the left
Pop my trunk, for Big H.A.W.K.'s death
And you already know, that's why we rolling slow
Slim Thee next to me, and he rolling dro
V-I in the back sleep, off a potent fo'
Mobstyle and Boss Hogg, we so fa sho
And when we glow, you could see our blingy-bling
All these beautiful bright pink stones, in the pinky ring
I mean they don't call this, a pinky ring for nothing
So holla at me, if you don't know the meaning of stunting
And if you real, you can get rich with me
And if not, we gon put you out your misery
And this track here, has been officially
Stamped signed and sealed, by Chris Ward and Mr. Lee
[Verse 1:]
I was hooked after the first look at yo
Hypnotized by your eyes girl you're so beautiful
It just feels so good when I make love to you
They say your love is poison they call me a fool
I'm with you even though I know you hurt me
Cause when my body be cold you're there to comfort me
I get such a rush girl when you're lovin me
My body don't ever want you to leave
But my friends say
[Chorus:]
Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, Oh No (No)
Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go
You know she's nothing but trouble you should give it up
But I feel the best when she give me love
I'm going down
Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, Oh No (No)
Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go
They say she's killin me softly I should stay away
I know it's going down when she hear me say
I wanna fly can you lift me up fill me out
I'm not that high keep pushin me up
Turn me out
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Keep rollin rollin rollin rollin
I don't know who I am just figure me out
Fix me up
The world is so cold I nee to be out
Sex me up
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Keep rollin rollin rollin rollin
[Verse 2:]
Can I tell You again you are the perfect drug
You always give me good lovin when I need a hug
Though you've ripped many hearts up lookin in your past
It's the fien in me that wants to make it last
Can't get enough of your love I want it all the time
Lock me up in your room from the dark til light
My heart is beating to fast I'm seeing flashing light
Is it all in my mind or do you got me high
And they tell me
[Chorus:]
Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, Oh No (No)
Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go
You know she's nothing but trouble you should give it up
But I feel the best when she give me love
I'm going down
Oh No, Oh No, Oh No, Oh No (No)
Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go, Don't Go
They say she's killin me softly I should stay away
I know it's going down when she hear me say
I wanna fly can you lift me up fill me out
I'm not that high keep pushin me up
Turn me out
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Keep rollin rollin rollin rollin
I don't know who I am just figure me out
Fix me up
The world is so cold I nee to be out
Sex me up
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Keep rollin rollin rollin rollin
[Bridge:]
She's my xstacey (she's my xstacey)
Keeps me feelin Free (keeps me feelin free)
But I'm goin down (but I'm goin down)
Ain't no savin me (ain't no savin me)nooo
Gotta get my high on (do it to it)
Gettin my sex on (do it to it)
Gotta get my high on (ooohhh)
Gettin my sex on
I can't stop until I get enough (ooohhh)
[Chorus:]
I wanna fly can you lift me up fill me out
I'm not that high keep pushin me up
Turn me out
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Keep rollin rollin rollin rollin
I don't know who I am just figure me out
Fix me up
The world is so cold I nee to be out
Sex me up
Just keep goin goin goin goin
Rolling, rolling, dance
Rolling, rolling, uno, dos, tres, cuatro
One, two, matchwo rideume never be alone, singing, dacing again
Amuna daeshin halsu eobtji jigeum start
I do it chwegoro deultteun gaseume
Nora bollae nora bollae achim haega tteudorok
October shiwol buteo December, July hin nuni oneun ibameun
Lovely bap, bap, bap, be, so really bap, bap, bap
You need me that, that, that, that
Geudaedo narang gatdamyeon call me
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Mujigae gateun ibameneun rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Mujigae gateun ibame neun rolling & roll
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Yeong wonhi geudaewa hamkke rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Chumeul chuneun naema eumen rolling & roll, rolling
Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' Rollin'
Start, you know it, shinnallae nuga mworaedo
Shikkeureowo shikkeureowo amu sanggwan an hallaeyo
October shiwol buteo December, July gaseumi neomu santteuthae
Lovely bap, bap, bap, be, so really bap, bap, bap
You need me that, that, that, that
Meomchuji malgo dallyeo your great man
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Mujigae gateun ibameneun rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Mujigae gateun ibame neun rolling & roll
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Yeong wonhi geudaewa hamkke rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Chumeul chuneun naema eumen rolling & roll, rolling
Nae gibeuni hwak jjarithae
Bulkkot gateun oneulbam nae meoriyen sanso gadeuk
Nae soneul jabeullae, cham joha seoro bajjak
Come to now, oh yeah
Kkwak makhyeotdeon nae gaseumi
Ipung seoneul tago ollaga
Clap, clap, everybody clap, clap
Anybody clap, clap
Ajigeun meochugo shipjin anha
Oh, yeah
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Mujigae gateun ibameneun rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Mujigae gateun ibame neun rolling & roll
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling & roll
Yeong wonhi geudaewa hamkke rolling & roll
Rolling love, rolling cake
Rolling kiss, rolling dance
Chumeul chuneun naema eumen rolling & roll, rolling
can you find a rolling stone
that rolls alone
can you find a bus
that won't stop running
can you get a good carburetor
in the front of the candy store
i keep looking
i travel light, i travel low
because i got no place to go
you're outside, i walk by
thinking of you
why do i spend my time
thinking of you
yeah i'm gonna fade away
to black today
yeah i'm gonna fade
and keep on fading
everybody got a cadillac
coming everybody gotta
keep on running
you're outside, i walk by
thinking of you
why do i spend my time
thinking of you
he likes to come around
coming around and rollin
on through. he likes
to get down, gettin on
down to get away from you
can you find a roll
and roll and roll and
roll and roll and rollin
you're outside, i walk by
thinking of you
why do i spend my time
Rollin'
Rollin' goin' never slowin' down
Flyin' ridin' at the speed of sound
I'm ready, steady and I'm on a roll
5 4 3 2 1 - let's go now
Cruisin' choosin' where I wanna be
Trouble comin', never stoppin' me
Groovin' movin' and I feel like
If I had wings then I could fly
Never give in, no matter what comes
Gonna get it done and nothing's gonna stop me
Trouble knockin', it's gonna be rough
But I won't give up 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
Never give in, I've gotta be strong
And I will hold on 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
And whatever is comin' my way
I know I can face 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
Rollin' knowin' what I've gotta do
Chasin' raisin' gonna make it through
I'm int it to win it and I'm givin' it all I've got
I can't be stopped now
Determined and workin', gotta find a way
I'm prepared to get there no matter what it takes
I'm glidin' flyin' and I've gotta be strong
To get just what I want, yeah
Never give in, no matter what comes
Gonna get it done and nothing's gonna stop me
Trouble knockin', it's gonna be rough
But I won't give up 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
Never give in, I've gotta be strong
And I will hold on 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
And whatever is comin' my way
I know I can face 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
Never give in, no matter what comes
Gonna get it done and nothing's gonna stop me
Trouble knockin', it's gonna be rough
But I won't give up 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
Never give in, I've gotta be strong
And I will hold on 'cause nothing's gonna stop me
And whatever is comin' my way
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
Mr. Riew view mirror, mirror on my car
Tell me, who be the biggest, of them all
Well that be you and you be the B
Yeah lettin' them fools and them sissy's know
They can't get with me
I don't need no '64 cause they be played out
Give me a '59 on them switches baby laid out
Top down listen to the sound
What they gonna say when we mash up the town
Come on girl just a little bit closer
Remember me from your OPM poster
I see the stars in your eyes
Yeah there's a party but we'd rather ride
So some with us cause you're invited
Whole nights moon light been provided
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
Just dippin' through the streets of Cali
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
It's just an everyday thing for OPM and me
I got the side to side yo the front to back
15's in the trunk to let em know where I'm at
Some call me fat some call me fatty
But all know I'm a true baller rollin' in this caddy
Spinnin' on them true spokes
About to play big bank take little bank with a pocket full of c notes
Top down listen to the sound
What they gonna say when we mash up the town
Come on girl just a little bit closer
Remember me from your OPM poster
I see the stars in your eyes
Yeah there's a party but we'd rather ride
So some with us cause you're invited
Whole nights moon light been provided
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
Just dippin' through the streets of Cali
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
It's just an everyday thing for OPM and me
South bound down the 101
Every day livin' life for fun
Ride on ride on To the break of dawn
'Til the sun comes up or the wheels fall off
Make it bounce make it hop But don't ever stop
Drop top back in the coupe de'ville
Headin' for the sign in the hills
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
Just dippin' through the streets of Cali
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
It's just an everyday thing for OPM and me
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
Just dippin' through the streets of Cali
We're just rollin' we're just strollin'
We're just groovin' to the next destination
No where to go no where to be
It's just an everyday thing for OPM and me
an everyday thing for OPM and me
Ha, ha
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Ha, ha
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yo, yo, I makes green backs of mean tracks
It seems that life ain't nuttin' but phat cars
And dreams that stack two stories high
I wouldn't wanna die,
Po broke and lonely
No joke I'm only
A hop jump and skip from 30
Gotta get my hands dirty
If I wanna see cash that's gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
Yo, where's the math
Gotta go for broke without a cast
Ain't shit changed
But nickels and dimes to G notes
We floats in flush rides and crush prides
And jack fakers, crack makers never left the neighborhood
Cash rules everything except me
That's what cream mean
It don't rule the mind
On valentines day nigga, you still couldn't find
The heart to try to step to fuck wit, mess wit, your desperate
Stop bull shittin' nigga and let's get
All this dough like Pillsbury and I still bury
Wack rappers in 96
Kid I feel very confident, it's my year too
And my tongue will tear you
Keep rollin' in dough
And son I hear you
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
(Make money)
The slogan of ghetto dwellers in such
(Take money)
The phrase of an organized bank rush
Sittin' on top of the dome like Al Capone
Interceptin' drug carriers and taking they home
Popularity can make you a buck
But nigga that shit is luck
Solidify your cash, you're the biggest guy
Got token out, the bitch caught a disease
Called the plague Saukrates
Now who's got the g's
Desperado, get away cars hittin' the throttle
Pinchin' diamonds the size of the lotto
Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get
Come out, kickin' Carlito 'cuz you can't resist
In your world, wife and kids become the minority
'Cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority
On stage frontin' as if the mic makes all your cream
But father time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
'Cuz I did it and never gave a fuck for rap critics
Realize Corleone style, I know some niggas desperate
They'd sell they mother for a seven digit figure, don't you get it
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yo Sauk, yo Ace, what's up wit money over there
Whippin' on the street like he just don't care
He's flamboyant see annoying
Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin' all his life
Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!
Sellin' drugs, you ain't nuttin' but a sucka, uh
Can't free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy
Get shot street nigga forgot who was he
Hit it to put things in perspective
Do right, don't defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested
Mastermind designed you had through a science giver
Mad man dreams of a major alliance
Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
Sluts and scars, draggin' behind bars still
The wake up call, face off the jail bully
Takin' your manhood as thought you had a pussy
Come home see your man, now the lies arise
Tellin' your man you was fightin' niggas twice your size
Your conscious is feelin' it, sippin' a brew
Two ways you got screwed by the system and a stiff one
Mental swollen and your manhood stolen
Wrecked and got dug out for the price of rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go 'round
So watch a nigga
[Doc Doom:]
Oh how I love my a hundred spokes
Flossin and shit, California
Flossin on them gold ones
Black Knights
Old ones, I sold them
Sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them
Can I get a drum roll please for my gold D's?
Hundred spoke Daytonas, wish we all could be California
Smokin bank in the corners in a black six-deuce
Hittin switches, dippin, switchin on that ackrite juice
Act like you, wan' try and take my D's
Watch how fast these slugs in this thang gon' leave
Watch how many holes in ya body it leaves
Watch how much pints of blood you bleed
May the fake thugs retreat, pop up barkin the heat
Caravanin nine-to-ten cars deep
Down the 'shaw where Knights is known to breakin laws
And if a bitch is ridin with me she's takin it off
Now get off ya job, if not bitch I'm layin you off
Cuz I guess the last nigga that you fucked with was soft
That ain't me, it cost just to floss with me
And how I love my a hundred spoke D's
[Chorus x3.5: Doc Doom]
Rollin, sippin on a cold one, Rollin on them gold ones
The chrome was the old ones, I sold them
[RZA:]
Up in a black bourbon tank labelled GMC
Smokin on a Newport long and PCP
Gat tucked in, easy pass, I'm low duckin
Dimepiece bird on the side I'm finger-fuckin
Bouncin off this deuce-deuces, fat like Polo gooses
Eighteen-inch woofers movin studio acoustics
Rim tri-star, chrome on my side-bar
Don't hate crab cuz I caught ya bitch eye par
Platinum grill, re-enforced solid steel
Superstar engine, force of an eighteen wheel
That'll crash through brick walls, smash intersections
Move through ya city escorted with police protection
Heated polished seats with back massages
You gotta know how to roll in more like Kenny Rogers
Tinted glass, PS2 plus Dreamcast
Smoke screens, blindin high blasts
GPS satellite navigation
Automatic lock doors drop jackers to the station
You got beef you get fed to Doc Doom
Goon, you can't fuck with Wu Killa Bee Clan platoon
I might get Holocaust to come and cough on you
My nigga Crisis might love to let one off on you
Or Rugged Monk rolls up another blunt
The great Digi goes and lures out another cunt
Cuz I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Ain't got no money or love for you funny fools
Cuz I be Rollin, Rollin, Rollin on them twenty-twos
Sippin brews, packin tools for you funny fools
[Monk:]
I'm from the land of chaos where niggaz get shot for trippin
I caught a fool slippin on some D's, now I'm steady dippin
Cruisin, movin up the block cuz I'm the shit
Stick dick to hoodrats, make gangsta hits
I baptize my sticks, ice skate on seventeens
On the phone with five-oh, don't you love them D's?
While they spin, you freeze in ya souped up paint clean
Fifties, amps, six by nines and thangs
Comin down the block, let my sub straight bang
Like, "Fuck the po-po's, I'm not turnin it down"
I love to floss as I toss up a fifth of that Crown
Bank corner after corners, watch all the ho's smile
Come on, operator
Gimme Rolene on my line
She know what I need
To ease a cravin in my spine
A cheerleaders smile
Tijuana style
Your daddy may be judge
Sure know how to nudge
All right, Rolene
Rolene, Rolene
Well, I`ve been living
So white and clean
That uh, Jack
It`s made me mean
Well, I need Rolene`s
Smooth, round thigh
Like a rush to get me high
I give it my best shot
Honey, all I got
My name may not be Hud
Show you I`m no dud
All right, Rolene
Rolene, Rolene
You know my baby`s love
Just like a sweet velvet glove
Honey, crack that whip
You make me bite my lip
All right, Rolene
Rolene, Rolene
[Verse 1]
It's the bomb, 3-2-1 detanate & boom
give me some room you better wait
for the kid to blow-up and take off like a rocket
got something up my sleeve and something else in my pocket
yeah, let me see you move out there
through your hands in the air like you just don't care
cause we rollin' here coming with the funk sound
and this ain't the government so, we won't shut down
first gear, make sure you got everything you need
second gear, lean back as you pick up speed
third gear, hit the highway you're starting to roll
and fourth gear, now you're looking for the cruise control
I got my home boys with me and we rollin' kinda tight
get it washed in the day so it's shiny at night
and make you feel alright like when your pockets is swollen
so bust this as I does this and we rollin'
[Chorus]
rollin' rollin' rollin'
on the track and we
rollin' rollin' rollin'
and there ain't no turnin' back
there's a party going on but it's hard to see
because they didn't understand it till they rolled with me
that's why we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
in the west and we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
east coast past the test
there's a whole buncha people with a whole lotta soul
but, it don't get started till we start to roll
[Verse 2]
come one, come all we ain't looking for no static
you can roll low riff stick shift or automatic
it's an open ivitation to the whole nation
yo the whole world all of civilization
bob your head to the lyrics that I said
from an 18-wheeler down to a mo-ped
even a kid can go or a bike or a trike
can get with it as the people here me hit it on the mic
now convoy came out twenty years ago
but I love that record bay don't you know
it doesn't matter who's up front or who's behind
just as long as we rolling and we stay in line
so take your time as you get your boogie on
and let me bust my rhyme up until the break of dawn
cause some try to dis and look at this like it's stolen
don't trip moneygrip, pink slip and we rollin'
[Chorus]
rollin' rollin' rollin'
on the track and we
rollin' rollin' rollin'
and there ain't no turnin' back
there's a party going on but it's hard to see
because they didn't understand it till they rolled with me
that's why we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
in the west and we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
east coast past the test
there's a whole buncha people with a whole lotta soul
but, it don't get started till we start to roll
[Verse 3]
I got kicks, I got snares, I got tracks, I got beats
I got more ryhmes than klans men got sheets
but I don't fight the quibble, bite or even nibble
mess around and I have to break you down off the dribble
with a 1-2-3 take it to the bank
and before we get started put some gas in your tank
cause we don't wanna make a pit-stop for a while
we gonna keep it going for a couple hundered miles
and when we do stop it's like a brotherhood thing
ladies become queens the men become kings
so when you hit your neighborhood treat your neighbor good
ain't no other flavor make you move but i bet this flavor could
so give me the microphone and let me finish up my mission
and tell your people you won't be home and that your on an expedition
cause there's a bunch of hope in my heart that I'm holding
so join me set yourself free cause we rolling
[Chorus]
rollin' rollin' rollin'
on the track and we
rollin' rollin' rollin'
and there ain't no turnin' back
there's a party going on but it's hard to see
because they didn't understand it till they rolled with me
that's why we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
in the west and we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
east coast past the test
there's a whole buncha people with a whole lotta soul
but, it don't get started till we start to roll
Yeah we
rollin' rollin' rollin'
on the track and we
rollin' rollin' rollin'
and there ain't no turnin' back
there's a party going on but it's hard to see
because they didn't understand it till they rolled with me
that's why we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
in the west and we
Rollin' rollin' rollin'
east coast past the test
yeah we roll and roll and roll with out no doubt
[Intro]
It’s another 48, huh?
A’ight, think it’s time
I gots
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 1]
I’m rollin’ in the slab and I still look good
Throwin’ up the worst and makin’ bad for my hood
Tell ‘em I ain’t trippin’
If I had to jump lit his ass
Played hard flicks and leave a player throwin’ real toe
I’m just glad I’m coasted, everything slow motion
10 thousand dollar paint got me where is the ocean
Sailing through the city in the swag of emotion
Everything get dropped when they see it approaching
I’mma do it like pat HA, Dub k
Then there represent twin towers then Dre
Can’t forget about Scrooge, yea nigga we the shit
And they tell you see me, tell them they screwed up big
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 2]
Uh I’m rollin, nigga I’m pullin’
Paper tags and the damn thing’s stolen
Bunch of niggas waiting on The Truth to fall off
I’m a full time jock til I’m called off
I keep bangin’ the pick with the trunk up
And got that bang in the back if you fuck up
I see you niggas steady watching me
Don’t watch me, bitch you can’t stop me
I don’t get mad, I just get bread
I don’t fall in love, I just get head
I represent it for the city, mud list
That’s for the north and the south, I’m south west
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 3]
Top let down, man hold up
Monday breaking night got my pocket swole up
Glass look amazing every time I roll up
Trae hotter than the summer but the Rollie froze up
Hoes all on me so I guess I’m chose up
You can tell I’m going in the way I let the doors up
Face goes down when her ass goes up
If she opened up, I ain’t beat it til she closed up
Slow live bangin’ while I’m slidin’ my snail
Trunk hit north like Pacquiao jam
H Town Texas nigga you know how it goes
Get money, bitch I’m ballin’ with the pros
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
When the moment comes to pass
When the moment's ours at last
I can't deny you
You know I've said this all before
But then there's nothing I want more
Than to confide in you
Now the future's ours to see
Oh it belongs to you and me
I know it's so hard to believe
How can this be?
Oh but I can't leave this behind
Another moment out of time
It's my only chance to shine
And re-align!
This isn't real, this isn't happening
And I've no idea what the days may bring
We're dying so fast that we can't even bleed
I don't know what to believe because it's killing me slowly
It's been revealed
And it's all I want and it's all I need
So you can keep your heaven and your buried grief
I don't know how to concede so I'll just let it control me
Some perfect moment, falling out of time
It's like a little emotion
Or like a little devotion
Like a body brought to life
Or like the endless city lights
I've searched for all time but I can't find
Now the future's ours to see
Oh it belongs to you and me
I know it's so hard to believe
How can this be?
Oh but we can't leave this behind
Another moment out of time
Well it's our only chance to shine
And re-align!
This isn't real, this isn't happening
And I've no idea what the days may bring
We're dying so fast that we can't even bleed
I don't know what to believe because it's killing me slowly
It's been revealed
And it's all I want and it's all I need
So you can keep your heaven and your buried grief
I don't know how to concede so I'll just let it control me
When the moment comes to pass
When the moment's ours at last
I can't deny you
You know I've said this all before
But then there's nothing I want more
Than to confide in you
I want it realized tonight
While everything's still burning bright
And this passion's more than right
It's deified!
And I'm driving on and on
And I'm blinded by the sun
And it's only just begun
[talking:]
Yeah, you know what it is
A Lunie-Tunez production, oh boy
It's your boy Yung Chill, Billy Cook
You know we rolling
[Hook: x2]
You know we rolling, big face folding
Purple stuff po'ing, when you see us chopping up the block
You know we banging, 84's swanging
Gripping on the grain and, chunking up the deuce and giving niggaz dap
[Billy Cook:]
You know I'm gripping grain, you know I'm switching lanes
Candy, leaving stains
Billy looking good, diamonds against the wood
Chopping, through your hood
Cause I be on them back blocks, hand on my stash spot
In case, you wanna act fly hey
Cause playa haters, wanna know who you are
When you coming down, like a superstar
[Hook x2]
[Billy Cook:]
My cars my flow, my ice so cold
My click so thoed, 24's sitting low
Yung Chill with the track, how you boys love that
BMG 1965, we bust back
Keep it hood and gritty, tatted up I stay city
H-Town be the sound, for the new underground
Ice king of R&B;, I hold the title and the crown
It's Billy Cook what it do, all you haters going down
[Hook x2]
[Yung Chill:]
You know we rolling rolling, you know we folding folding
You know we po'ing po'ing, chopping up the block boy
You know we banging banging, you know we swanging swanging
Gripping on that grain'n grain'n, now bring it back
[Hook x2]
[Yung Chill:]
You know I'm rolling baby, 84's poking baby
Bentley grill, they done jumping out my hood posing baby
Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup
Candy blue park, every draped up and dripping slabby
Ha-ha, now what you know about them Texas boys
Coming down in candy toys, smoking weed and talking noise
You can call me, Yung Chill the Great
A Kanye of the Lone Star State, get it straight shake
yo yo this is lil troy niggas we rollin.
{Verse1
When i come to the dance them hoes get on the floor, cause they know that boy
troy dont play no more, them big youngs be off the rocks and ya lynch be like
water the time for the hit and the roll time be sellin quaters loud beats and
phat rymes is the key to what im doin im in the mix cause im rich no time for
niggas ruin
{Chorus
WE be rollin, every day and every nite so keep it tight
[Verse 1: Shadow Ramirez]
You got g's maan please
I'm overseas
I got the beats to keep you blowin on trees
Keep them hoes on they knees
I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze
Makin music in this game
Like flippin coke into ki's
Everyday is the same when I'm rollin on chop
Got a cop on my left so I'm ridin non-stop
Till I die
I'ma win
See it's time to make ends
Thinkin bout how I'ma make it so I'm sittin on rims
20 inches on chop
Hit the scene on the lean
Burban clean
6 screens
Biscuit tucked at the seams
Make my dreams so real
Plot to make a mil
Let these hatas know the way a playa really fells
When I'm rollin
SHIT!
I'm never gonna quit
Bout to hit the switch
So I can dip on the strip
Pull in sideways than I cock it on 3
Everybody stop and stare cause they all wanna see how we
[Chorus: Shadow Ramirez and SPM]
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
17 in a 7 7 Seville
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
Smoke gray
Gold trim
Big Daddy Grimm
[Verse 2: Grimm and SPM]
Left
Right
Than front to back
Fresh off the lot in my Cadillac
[SPM]
Done hit this spot Grimm
Where we goin next?
[Grimm]
Let's flip to the club and try to find some sex
See when I'm rollin in my ride
With my homie on my side
Got 2 sweets rolled
And I'm bout to touch the sky
High so high
Like my boy Carlos Coy
[SPM]
Maan!
[Grimm]
I'ma Dope House soulja that's self employed
[SPM]
Ya saves quien soy
More chips than Ahoy
Dime lo que quieras
De le doy
In a 100.000 dolla toy
En tontes ya me voy
Take the pain with the joy
While I bang Pink Floyd
Ship em out the box
Sip Henn on the rocks
I bought 2 clubs and 3 restaurants
My Cadillac hops
I'm strong as an ox
I'ma fly by
And chunk deuce at the cop
Cause I'm
[Chorus: Shadow Ramirez and SPM]
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
Cruisin down the street in my Benzo
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
Swangin and bangin that DJ Screw
[Verse 3: Lil Bing]
I'm rollin non stop
I done wrecked the block
Chop chop
Bunny hop
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Got buys by the fly
Got rocks in my watch
I'm sideways on mine
Finna hit the Mariot
I done dodged the cops
I broke em off by the lot
Glock 17 shots
When I punch in the clock
Switchin lanes on the main
Crunk the bang when I feel
Wood grain wood strips
Bezatines smokin dip
On the interstate
As I hit the pancake
Sippin on the 8
Straight as I break my scrape plate
Keep my ride up to date
Flippin 20's when I say
"It's that throwed ese on the grind movin weight"
Pull out the shades
Shinin down my blades
Today's a sunny day
And there's money to be made
It's that 7 1 trey
Pullin out the Escalade
Creased up with them dames
And a bald fade
[Chorus: Shadow Ramirez and SPM]
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
17 in a 7 7 Seville
[Shadow]
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
[SPM]
Smoke gray gold trim
Oooooooooooooooooooo-weee
Do-do-do
Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo
Do-do-do
Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo
Do-do-do
Shoo-bob-shoo-bob doo-oooooo
Are you rolling
Down the same street that I'm going
Up the same stream that I'm folding
On the new ride?
High is high - low is low
Everybody want to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die
Nobody wants to die
Nobody wants to:
Do the don'ts
Don't what is
Colour outside the lines
And nobody wants to try
Nobody wants to try
Nobody wants to
I can feel it all over me right now
And girl, if you're so good
Got me on straight lock-down (down, I can't shake it)
It's takin me, it's spendin me (I can't shake it)
It's makin me want to be with someone (tonight)
Make her feel (so right)
Up the street
Around the corner
Down the block
Around the clock
It's bound to stop
Or ease at least
I can breath at least
My brain release
Pain relief
It's the same belief that make you stand the chief
And to this ain't the snuff so obtain the spluf
Cellophane of reef
Trade your grief
For these magic beans
Crown the stop
Ride the clouds
Surf the waves
An earth decays
Expose your soul
Never close your soul
Slow your role
Never overload your soul
Hold your goes
Never lose sight of those
I suppose
We can all float away
As it goes
We can all know the way
If we prose
We can share the way
No one knows
We can all go today
If we chose
We can all roll away
Until you're truly ready to say, "Fuck your fear!"
You are not alive
You don't have to settle and be stuck right here
You can let me drive
Come and ride the roller-coaster
Give all the troubles of the world to me
At least come and see, come see the other side
This may be the way you want the world to be (Ohhh-oh)
Maybach music,
My dog says we're gonna be rich one day
Lay it down, don't say a sound, gunplay
Word, this for my niggas on the block and hallways, word
All every Monday through Sunday
Rolling,
Everytime you see me on the set one, rims whips sitting on [?] one
Snatch a dime nigga on the rip cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling
My vip's drunk tight, all I see this ace of spades
Five percent tints, behind this all black shades
A young nigga paid, number nine jays,
If you run your city like me, rep where you stay Play that music.
My campaign's in champagne, can't slow down my fast lane
I do my damn thing I'm drunk on that carosine
Got birds I'm the batman, pussy by the caravan
It's fake I ain't wearin it, my cake white as mayonaise
My chop sticks will fold out the drums hold a whole lot
Juss buss me a liq I had to bond my lil woe out
Tore down that pussy, left her walls swole out
The dade county nigga, twist your fro and let it grow out
I pop as they countdown, can't turn down my loud pack
You keep it real in the field home boy, I doubt that
Think you finna bring it here think twice we wild out
You ride make me shout that
If not you ain't bout that
Rolling,
Everytime you see me on the set one, rims whips sitting on [?] one
Snatch a dime nigga on the rip cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling
My vip's drunk tight, all I see this ace of spades
Five percent tints, behind this all black shades
A young nigga paid, number nine jays,
If you run your city like me, rep where you stay Play that music.
I'm drinking ace of spades like a pop soda
Man I'm ballin out rapping, I'm a stock holder
Cleiko love me like Brooklyn love, Hova
For his green Rover, call it Tarzan
Hell yeah I'm sleep walking buggin off them zanz
Hundred grand in my pocket watch me do the money dance
I'm finna change my name to Benjamin Flocka
Lord forgive me for my sins, I just killed the beat
Outskirts on the seat, pineapple paint
Bottles on me, what you want to drink?
Pills on me, who want the E?
Skip two letters, I'm a fucking G
Rolling,
Everytime you see me on the set one, rims whips sitting on [?] one
Snatch a dime nigga on the rip cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling
My vip's drunk tight, all I see this ace of spades
Five percent tints, behind this all black shades
A young nigga paid, number nine jays,
If you run your city like me, rep where you stay Play that music.
Gun on my waist, gun in my lanes, sitting on leather squatin on a [?]
Suckers getting santé, forgetting all pray
Buyer and supplier it takes two to rob banks, cause the tape on the town
The money on the carpet, fish scales looking like I peeled it off the topper
White sea to water, this shit getting walking
One question in that room, they kill a bitch for talkin
This song's like a ball man, this song's just for tossing
These chains, these rings, these things, I'm flossin
Ace, is spillin
Bananas, is peelin
A mouth for fun
I need, a million
Rolling,
Everytime you see me on the set one, rims whips sitting on [?] one
Snatch a dime nigga on the rip cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling, nigga cause I'm rolling
My vip's drunk tight, all I see this ace of spades
Five percent tints, behind this all black shades
A young nigga paid, number nine jays,
How do you tell someone
so close to you
your holding me back
from im meant to do
the more you grow apart
a piece of you knows
if you try to stop me,i'll break your heart (i'll break
your heart)
i've seen the places others have gone
its time for me to move on
i've seen the places others have gone
its time for me to move on
Chorus:
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Roll With Me
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Take A Ride
Feels so close, its not here everyday
and i never forgive you for taking that away
so im going to that place even if its a mistake
dont you try and stop me i will break your heart
(i'll break your heart)
i've seen the places others have gone
its time for me to move on
i've seen the places others have gone
its time for me to move on
Chorus:
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Roll With Me
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Take A Ride
Some Gonna Stay When They Should've Gone West, Still
Breathing My Dust
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Take A Ride
How do you tell someone
so close to you
your holding me back
Chorus:
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Roll With Me
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
If You Want To Take A Ride
Some Gonna Stay When They Should've Gone West, Still
Breathing My Dust
Lifes A Rough Road If You Want To Roll With Me
Yeah, I got sway leather seats with a pollen hair's a match
Louie V's across my waist and my pocket couple stacks
I'm just rollin rollin rollin in the hood where it's hot
Got my arm outside the window with my platinum Rolex watch
Hit the lot, push the button, have it parked
I be , so exclusive, chuck and gooses, got a new bitch
I'll be gaining Charlie Sheen
Do my thang, that's all me, so what you see if guaranteed
If you don't want it you can leave
, that fully loaded benz with that presidential ,
Exterior that matches my 22 inch rims
Come on in, let's begin, will the , take a spin
Even if it ends, I'll be back at it again
I'ma , cruising in that black , looking like a hooligan
there's money to be made
Getting paid is my purpose,
spitting verses is your , smoking purple in the how what you came for.
Alright partner
Keep on rollin baby
You know what time it is
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Chocolate starfish) (Yeah)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Gonna keep on rollin baby) (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Yeah)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Now I know yall be lovin' this [shit] right here
L.I.M.P. Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cause if you dont care, then we dont care
1, 2, 3 times two to the six
Jonesin for your fix of that Limp Bizkit mix
So where the [fuck] you at punk
Shut the [fuck] up and back the [fuck] up
While we [fuck] this track up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up (Ladies and gentleman)
Throw your hands up (Yeah)
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Yeah)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
You cant mess with Limp Bizkit (Why?)
Because we get it on (When?) Every day, and every night (Oh)
And this platinum thing right here? (Uh-huh)
Yo, were doin it all the time (What?)
So you better get some beats and a some better rhymes (D'oh)
We got the gang set so dont complain yet
Twenty four seven never beggin for a rain check
Old school soldiers blastin out the hot [shit]
That rock [shit] puttin bounce in the mosh pit
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up (Ladies and gentleman)
Throw your hands up (Yeah)
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Yeah)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Hey ladies, hey fellas
And the people that dont give a [fuck]
All the lovers, all the haters
And all the people that call themselves players
Hot mamas, pimp daddies
And the people rollin up in Caddies
Hey rockers, hip hoppers
And everybody all around the world
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Yeah)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What?)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Come on)
Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Yeah)
[Intro]
It’s another 48, huh?
A’ight, think it’s time
I gots
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 1]
I’m rollin’ in the slab and I still look good
Throwin’ up the worst and makin’ bad for my hood
Tell ‘em I ain’t trippin’
If I had to jump lit his ass
Played hard flicks and leave a player throwin’ real toe
I’m just glad I’m coasted, everything slow motion
10 thousand dollar paint got me where is the ocean
Sailing through the city in the swag of emotion
Everything get dropped when they see it approaching
I’mma do it like pat HA, Dub k
Then there represent twin towers then Dre
Can’t forget about Scrooge, yea nigga we the shit
And they tell you see me, tell them they screwed up big
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 2]
Uh I’m rollin, nigga I’m pullin’
Paper tags and the damn thing’s stolen
Bunch of niggas waiting on The Truth to fall off
I’m a full time jock til I’m called off
I keep bangin’ the pick with the trunk up
And got that bang in the back if you fuck up
I see you niggas steady watching me
Don’t watch me, bitch you can’t stop me
I don’t get mad, I just get bread
I don’t fall in love, I just get head
I represent it for the city, mud list
That’s for the north and the south, I’m south west
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
[Verse 3]
Top let down, man hold up
Monday breaking night got my pocket swole up
Glass look amazing every time I roll up
Trae hotter than the summer but the Rollie froze up
Hoes all on me so I guess I’m chose up
You can tell I’m going in the way I let the doors up
Face goes down when her ass goes up
If she opened up, I ain’t beat it til she closed up
Slow live bangin’ while I’m slidin’ my snail
Trunk hit north like Pacquiao jam
H Town Texas nigga you know how it goes
Get money, bitch I’m ballin’ with the pros
[Hook x2]
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rollin’ up the kush so clap your hands for my hood
Rollin’ dine the slab and I still look good
Rule No. 1
Kiss ...
Smile ...
Dance ...
The movie was boring - it was (a) cliché
The plot was confusing - nothing to say
The acting was plastic - the ending absurd
And three hours later
We left with a feeling that nothing had ever occurred
You could frown over wasting time like that
But if you smile you're less prone to a heart attack
Oh, if you kiss you might get some kisses back
Rule no. 1: Never paint a blue sky black
Despite my alarm clock going off late
And rush hour madness I got to my gate
All the arrangements and plans I had made
Went up in smoke
As I learned that the crew went on strike
And my flight was delayed
You could scream over wasting time like that
But if you smile you're less prone to a heart attack
Oh if you kiss you might get some kisses back
Rule no. 1: Never paint a blue sky black
He showed up at seven - a rose in his hand
A whole hour early - pretty good for a man
The first awkward moments dragged on and on
Now plenty years later
The movies still suck but we don't give a fuck anymore
('Cause) if you kiss you might get some kisses back
If you smile you're less prone to a heart attack
Oh if you dance - you might find those moves you lack
Rule no. 1: Never paint blue sky black
Never paint a blue sky black Oh if you kiss
Oh if you smile
(Coco)
Yeah, this what I do when I roll with a thug
Or a gangsta...
Put my hand on the gas, drop my ass low
Slide on fast, then we go slow
Blaze up the endo, raise up the window
That's the way thugs, and gangstas roll
[Slim Thug]
Baby take my advice, I'll lead you right
You need a thug in your life, that can hit it all night
I'll make sure we live laid, and keep the bills paid
You ain't gotta work, just be my personal maid
I don't want much but a bad bitch, that cook and clean
While I'm out in these streets, trying to look for green
[E.S.G.]
Boss Hoggs hit the scene, we finally made it
Now some women strip, and some uneducated
But thanks to having cake, we done got our breaks
Affiliated with the streets, lifestyle ain't fake
Don't hate congratulate, while we demonstrate pimping
I ain't racist but I love to fuck, our black women
E.S.G. and I'm winning, yeah the Boss man's back
Turning heads while I spread, through your shit like anthrax
Sit that ass fat, call E and Slim them
Peanut butter Gucci brims, on them keep-spinning rims
[Chorus: Coco]
I'm rolling, with a thug and a gangsta
That's the kind of niggas, that I like
Talking bout a hustla, that keep his mind on thangs
He don't care what them hatas say, keeping it gangsta everyday
[E.S.G.]
Come get a ski-taste, we on a paper chase
For a Jada Pinkett face, with a J-Lo shape
Trying to bought a FED case, so I'm shaking and moving
Got partnas that don't rap, what you think that they doing
Now money we pursuing, SES be shining
Slim go ahead, and I done swallowed a dime
[Slim Thug]
Come ride with a thug now, you could let your guards down
Be yourself, you ain't gotta act when I'm around
See I ain't the jealous type, that like to bust and fight
Live your life, sweetheart you not my wife
I'm far from a gentleman, you feel what I'm saying
I'm a hard working hard man, nigga with plans
Understand I get around, and can't be held down
Fuck what I did last night, let's have fun now
I want a brown dime piece, that can roll a sweet
That's a lady in the streets, but a freak in the sheets
[Chorus: Coco]
(Coco)
Put my hand on the gas, drop my ass low
Slide on fast, then we go slow
Blaze up the endo, raise up the window
That's the way thugs, and gangstas roll
[E.S.G.]
Who say hood rats ain't fine, they done lost they mind
On a scale of one to ten, I done seen plenty nines
[Slim Thug]
I like em high class with ass, Gucci down to the ground
When she pass, she make the whole crowd turn around
[E.S.G.]
Real deal Cedric Hill, trying to make a mill
Give a woman ecstasy, without taking a pill
[Slim Thug]
I want a gal caramel, that smell like Shanel
The kind of female, you put in your V-12
[E.S.G.]
Yellow bones race up, but I reverse on dark
They like Free from BET's, 106 & Park
[Slim Thug]
White, light skinned or dark, don't hate on the race
If she cute with a body, then she in the right place, come on
[Chorus: Coco]
![Are you ready for the Jimmer? New High School & College MIX [HD]](http://web.archive.org./web/20140106023415im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/h7ftU_HrZXE/0.jpg "Are you ready for the Jimmer? New High School & College MIX [HD]")
![~Kelly in College- Kelly Olynyk 33 points (season high) highlights vs Santa Clara[HD] (2013.01.05)](http://web.archive.org./web/20140106023415im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/f8aLZY7JmN0/0.jpg "~Kelly in College- Kelly Olynyk 33 points (season high) highlights vs Santa Clara[HD] (2013.01.05)")
![Ray Allen - [MIX 2012] Ⓒ [HD]](http://web.archive.org./web/20140106023415im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/J8d1h8ie0Mc/0.jpg "Ray Allen - [MIX 2012] Ⓒ [HD]")
![[Miami Heat] Ray Allen Mix: All Of The Lights [HD]](http://web.archive.org./web/20140106023415im_/http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/vK-jcYPigks/0.jpg "[Miami Heat] Ray Allen Mix: All Of The Lights [HD]")
![[FAT]Ray Allen top ten slam dunk in his career](http://web.archive.org./web/20140106023415im_/http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/4vHjyRYDjFY/0.jpg "[FAT]Ray Allen top ten slam dunk in his career")
