Lyrics:
wanna get next to me
You gotta live yo life just roll the weed
And put ya heart mind body and soul at ease now lets go
I just want to
Sit back and blow
to be so cold da
you probably got sum optimos
but none to roll up
you probably got sum ice
but mine be froz n
you probably got a gul bro
but mine be
of homies on the corner then I stepped
Through the do' seen another car roll up slow
With lights out, somethin' told me to hit the flo'
Little did I know,
We just only soaked the sheets
Slippin on dat flo' hard wood too clean
Only sliddin inner socks rock an roll
Maker scream
We don't stop might slow Cali
blowing steam with these dreams that y'all overselling
Saved by the prayers from Helen
My melodies from heaven
Just pray my records selling
Cause ain't no
trips just to count all the pros
And I got my niggas with me and we all on a roll
Too much cash wallet wont fold Brand new ice got me on froze
If you
Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
my niggas paper chase, paper chase,
and when them motherfuckers roll up in yo' face
you can catch a case, catch a case, so I just stay home niggas
watch those kinve'o's, just anaylze yo'
nigga's for the 5-0, bus' those thugs on the flo'
with my eyes closed, motherfuckers wha' ha!
(Chorus)
to
(""Pick it up, pick it up!"") but it's just too heavy for ya
Ah naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Hell naw (y'all ain't ready for this)
Y'all ain't ready,
flows is tight just like Flo Jo
I know he smoked that hydroponic
Chronic on the low low
And still be claiming its pure
(?) (?)
Graduated from bmv
me go
(Oh no) Whooped yo' ass when I get off the flo', just so you know though
That's how haters get fucked up
When the police pull you over
Now tell me if you want it fast
Tell me if you want it slow
I pick it up
I drop it low
Down to the flo
Now if you want mo
Just scream out baby before
One kick feel the wind on my face
Another kick just to find my flow
The city massive, tryna my way
Crips Bloods which to way to go
My head high but I
that shit by the pound
Roll it up ill burn it down
You cant out smoke me clown
Smoking purple blowing clouds
See the circles hear the wows
If yo bud
niggas poppin out the mouth but they can cop a bricc
These just some Poe ass niggas, yeah they mad as shit
Active exhaust whip running faster than Flo
the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and fuck
the crip walk
And get caught by yourself on a crip block
The cheese be gotsta be more than just our noodles & meat on our pasta
See through in imposta,
to stay or roll?
Here's a .9 here hold that
Bust up on yo face, lips, tits and all that...
[Chorus]
I said Just a little....(a little bit of sex is all it
to stay or roll?
Here's a .9 here hold that
Bust up on yo face, lips, tits and all that...
[Chorus]
I said Just a little....(a little bit of sex is all it
me rollin' they hatin' they like chameleons
Switch it just to fit in, whoa
Good riddance
My niggas these good writtens
Pussy so good feel like she
just made my first milly sellin' straight dope
Why the fuck am I even rappin' or tryin'
Completely uninspired by niggas constantly lyin'
Feed you shit
the school
We can come get it later on man just wait for the spot to cool
Got back get the money any way
Split it up, give them niggaz about a eighth
I hid
cold da
you probably got sum optimos
but none to roll up
you probably got sum ice
but mine be froz n
you probably got a gul bro
but mine be rolled up
you
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