She Rollin (feat. Ganja Gorillaz)
P.A. On the Track
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P.A. On The Track With Another Banger John Blaze What up P.A Yeah Its A beautiful day Woke up on a beach Wit a freak I was supper lit Gotta go hard can't stop Cus I'm too legit Imma keep it cool But my dog he a lunatic Putting every dollar in tha pot On some Jewish shit Unemployed I ain't got a job I be moving shit Tim Taylor Gotta keep a tool Home improvement shit Get paper Gotta keep a knot Or a few accounts Shit hot Gotta keep it low Betta slow it down Checkers naw nigga this chess Betta make a move They don't know how I get my dough Let em stay confused I don't bet If the shit ain't set I don't play to lose Roam free I don't pay a fee Cuz I paid my dues State to state Sleeping on a couch I ain't gotta front Now I got cash I ain't gotta ask She do what I want It ain't shit Now we got them sticks We ain't gotta run Go and take a trip Spend a grip That was just for fun Ain't a nigga walking like me That's tha fuckin truth Nigga said he don't f*ck wit me I don't f*ck with you Baby say she feeling uptight Imma spark the few Tell her what to do She don't listen Imma cut her lose I ask her if she Rollin She like yeah Yeah yeah yeah I been stepping for a minute nigga I ain't even Greek I been hustling for a while Nigga I can't even sleep Spend all day counting bread I can count it in my sleep Niggas swear that they be ballin And don't even have a G You be paying for that pussy And I f*ck them hoes for free Made her cum so many times She ain't even wanna leave I be smokin back to back I'm addicted to the weed Roll a eighty in a blunt Naw that ain't even me Cuz my weed to potent My team to focused All we Do is spit is that crack Now The fiend all know us I ain't beva goin back to being broke And I promise Rob Peter Rob Paul Just to make a few deposit I can't run off on the plug I bought 5 he fronted 10 That nigga put me on Ge did me better than my friends Gotta plug on the east He will double what I spend When we met I had a Honda Now I'm looking at a Benz Thank God for my muthafuckin scale For them baggies for them bails Did time but I ain't get life in jail Nigga you don't f*ck wit me nigga you can go to hell Imma still get money f*ck hoes live well nigga I asked her if she Rollin She like yeah Yeah. yeah Yeah State to state Sleeping on a couch I ain't gotta front State to state Sleeping on a couch I ain't gotta front State to state Sleeping on a couch I ain't gotta front Now I got cash I ain't gotta ask She do what I want
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