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Roscoe, see me in traffic of this static with my..
Roscoe who dat little nigga weakin at me like???
Young Roscoe

I brought my Head up high, shorty make it
by the fools
Throwin up my squad, holdin up high for the crew
You know how we do...

Yeah, it's plain, simple, I got a plan, go get this money
the ball
Fuck the law!! Feedin my son is a must
Whip it soft, whip it hard, in crack we trust
Why Andrew Jackson look high as fuck on the 20, G answer
guy,fly guy wit a nice gown gucci top with the nikes high, or the Lv with the v neck T fly, so fly on the beach..beach chair loud damn shampaign from
steady, Bang this in ya Chevy
We pushin weight heavy, even if they won't let me

[Roscoe]
Scoe is chillin, makin a million
Stackin his loot till I
Yeah
Roscoe
Supafly on the track
It's real big tonight
Super Big
See'mon

[Chorus:]
It's that time again and the place to be
Hands in
Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy
And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me
I curse so much just to get on they
Gotti!'
Later man! (Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Yeah I hear the West Coast (Summertime) yeah put it down
They call me Roscoe by the way just so you know (Dogg
Now I'm so high, and I'm so fly
My kids on deck, and my beard ain't grow yet
I'm so on point; I'm so on one
This is how we do here in philaphornia
to before
Outside

[Verse 1: Roscoe]
I just rolled up in my Benzo
I just rolled up some of that you-know
I just popped out of nowhere like whaddaya-know
And I
back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All that ass
In yo jeans
Can Wale beat
And Roscoe
at the mall
With young Roscoe, you fool in high school
I just tuck my Roscoe, dump fossils, colossal, I

Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs
I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise,
[Kurupt]
Nigga you want war? Yeah right, I'm mic sky like stiletto
Holocaust to high school, roscoe to Vasco
Impossible lives the hospitalized
Franchise
back, and watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash

(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, whoa, whoa)
All that ass
In yo jeans
Can Wale beat
And Roscoe
beat
And Roscoe skeet
Long hair she don't care
When she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a yellow-bone
D.J. this my favorite song
So I'ma make it
Friday I'd had to slap the [ho]
The [bitch] got knocked up by Roscoe, and said that I'm the poppa though
In this game they got a name for this chick, who
see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high
Whether
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe
thing in throttle
For we out and cruise in the wind like roscoe
So you gonna know us when you see us when we ride on by slow
'cause this shit'll never
high, flying high

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Gently pass on by, flying high

Flying high, flying high
Flying high, flying high
Flying high, flying high
Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta (yeah, who is it)
The girls all pause (Roscoe)
Dogg Pound (Nate Dogg, Kurupt) DOGG POUND (h.g)
Where
Passing By

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
Am I going To Die?

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high,
Take
spend it.
I'm a ball-a-hollic like my money, never ending.
Pockets so swole just like Popeye on his spinach.
Like Roscoe why you *grind* so hard? I'm
Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high.

In the summer sky,
Flying high.

Gently passing by,
Flying high.

Take me on your