Lyrics:
You guys just keep it rollin'
You gotta just keep it rollin'
(x19)
Sunday, Monday morning (its backwards)
Out under the big bright yellow sun
turner rollin on a river
I’m a home run hitter
Keep it real kid u just a beginner I’m finna
Stir it up yup cookin up dinner
Rollin Up purple in a swisher
Eli, Lew, Daddy on the beat
Please don't call my phone, leave me alone
Cause I'm busy, got that cocaine on the scale
And I'm rollin' through
Intro
Now you've been entertained by
two greatest djays in the whole wide world
The man call principal Charlie Chaplin and
I man the colonel take
Rollin I’m up in the sky
I been here living enjoin my life
No time for stressing I’m doing alright
Baby I’m high you can tell by my eye eyes
Tripping
of mine
I do love you
I'll always need you and if you ever change your mind
I'll still, I-I will, love you
Time, like a river keeps on rollin' right
a murder after midnight
(There's gonna be a killin after midnight)
(You can say this one's a murder by a lunatic)
Say what?
3 or 4 minutes
talking Water Street
And yeah I come from A-Town, that city that's golden
And you know we got that Spam brand that keeps the money flowin' (it's flowin')
fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my world
Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes
Sittin'
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
Like this nigga keep DMing me trying to get me to do this shoot
Like boy, I am a motherfucking Swavor girl
I'm not reppin' your shit, the fuck
Damn
a gangsta
[Verse 1 - R. Kelly]
I'm lookin' for them gangsta girls, not them fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my
on polar
She tryna control me I'm not a controller
I keep the lights on by stayin so lit
That ain't no milk that's me on her lip
My shooters are wild they'll
nun
High Minded Records we'll get it on god
Rollin up, rollin up, rollin up, rollin up my stunna
Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up my cup yeah
Whizkid
a cartoon background
It keeps-a spinnin on by
And I see the same old scenes repeated
From the corner of my eye
And if I wasn't runnin low on gas
I wouldn't be
I'm from the killa killa hill, we keep it real consistent
For that dollar dollar bill, we will murder you in an instant
Fuck what your name is,
[Chorus: Master P]
I need dubs, when I ride to the club
Cruisin with my girls even rollin with thugs
I need dubs, 22's, 24's
Shinin in the hood I'm
gotta keep 'em in my world
Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes
Sittin on, spinnin 24's, openin my Bentley doors
Drunk
hard but I keep on rollin first things first you know it I
Ride for my brothas I'd die for my brothas yeah
And if it comes time homicide for my brothas
about it later in a verse I curse
Because I'm real with this to keep my shit straight bumpin'
Murder, created by the streets of Compton
Now get it from
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Take several down, lock it in
Got a stash, brought another bill
Pay you off before I shot and kill
Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell
I throw
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
two Coronas, I dominate my opponents
To the hardcore niggaz, keep on, motherfucker
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
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