Lyrics:
Roll out, tell that bad bitch bounce (Bitch bounce)
Roll out, tell that bad bitch bounce (Bitch bounce)
Roll out, tell that bad bitch bounce (Bitch
jealous
Developed the knack to kill and slang crack, huh
Smokin buddha's at a bomb orange buddha
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back in if they do ya
Roll
the reason he got his haircut turned on by my skank walk
now he cant talk but ima give him what he came for
drop that shit now roll with it
drop that shit now
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin'
Don't you know you know the deuce is still wild
Baby, I can't stay
You got to roll me, call me
on the page
Would it satisfy you? Would it
Slide on by you? Would you think the boy's
Insane? He is insane
I said, I know it's only rock and roll
But I like it
Before God tells me to step in home
I want this to be set in stone
Before the last ending Credits Roll
Before God tells me to step in home
I want
Just roll with it
Broadway Rapper: Can't make this up
What don't kill ya only makes ya stronger
Never tell a broke man to roll with it
What don't
easy, lay back, roll a J
Take it out of here, skipper
Skipper Jones
Ain't no ear in the earphone
I take all, whatever you are
Hanging out at the bar
By
First saw Caitlyn late on a Sunday
High outside of the Madam Red
Stepping down a spiral stairway
Taken by the first word that she said
I
here and summer's
Holding like wool
So let it be known, I had to get flown
Unless Mase plays the Vaughan
Mason I'm racing
Up the side, a little
Show-Show-Show-Show, show me Rocket Roll-Roll-Roll-Roll
Just let your jet streams glow by
Rocket Roll can you hear the cry?
Rocket Roll as the moments fly by
Rocket
It’s all on you and all I do
(Roll it up, light it up)
Got some gin and some juice
And we smokin on Snoop
(Roll it up, light it up)
Blunts fat like
on the page
Would it satisfy, would it slide on by
Would you think the boy's insane, he's insane
Well, I know it's only rock 'n' roll, I like it
I know
thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had
thought you'd be this fucked up by a misfit
Take a hit, run it back like a pick six
I'm Jokic when I bust out my bag of tricks
Or Magic, I just had
Yeah yeah, DTP, how we do, call you, you can call me
Whatever you want to do baby, come on
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me
(If you was
on and just roll with it, baby
You and me, roll with it, baby
Hang on and just roll with it, baby, hey
The way that you love is good as money
I swear by stars
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city
not fine
So you sit and wonder why
Why I'm not by your side
Saw your signal in the sky
Like I'm Batman in the night yea
On a roll
On a roll
I've been
house now.
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
Don't you know you know the duece is still wild.
Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll
Married to / Buried by Rock N Roll
I will never grow old, no
I will never do as I'm told
Cause' I'm perfectly blind can't you see
I am ninety three
crack, shit
Smokin boodah's off that brown orange boodah
Stabbin motherfuckers in the back, I ain't afraid to do ya
Roll wit niggaz, that's the same,
the streets, the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big you know that they got bones
They moved in and made a tenement home
I said
the streets, the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big you know that they got bones
They moved in and made a tenement home
I said
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