Lyrics:
you know though only if you know though
Yeah nigga, I was like twelve (Twelve)
When I bought my first swisher sweet at the Jolly Jug Liquor up
three Zs feds
Got twelve Qs down my left trouser leg
I'm a gooner, I roll with the reds
Clean up if I had a dad like Fred's
Car like Dean and a drum like
Bitch I'm too fly like a bird (brr)
Front you a bag on the credit
I need my check on the first (on the third)
Bring 'em in, we get 'em out of here
Fuck twelve fuckem Fucc twelve thats what they say Fuck twelve fuckem
Sliding down the street in my dopeman nikes
Blowing louie from the bay got me
Fuck twelve bitch I handle this shit by myself
Got my blade and my Glock just chillin' on my shelf
Fuck twelve bitch I handle this shit by myself
gooey shit on his chest
Watch this motherfucker beg for mercy
Shoulda let his wiz suck my dick
For the time he jerked me
The soldier I rolls with
gone roll another one up
Mo' then probably (Puff, puff, pass, motherfucker)
Microscopically, my biology
Nigga down to the genes
Weed is all in me
Bitch
I jumped off the porch when
I was 12 years old
I bought my first pack and
I had twelve things sold
I was flexing hard, I had twelve chains gold
I
I am a citizen, I am a citizen
(I am a citizen)
Using my first amendment rights
(Oooh whoa oooh whoa oooh whoa)
They got images, AI run those images
Yeah
We reppin' twelve hundred
Go to joburg and back
We reppin' twelve hundred
Nelspruit on the map
Reppin' twelve hundred
Got your girl on my lap
We
get laid out in grass
Fuck twelve, they gon' ride on past
Fuck school, my homeboys ain't shit
I'm on the streets, home life unfit
Eat the paper so I'm
to the floor, just roll it out, roll it out, roll on
Yo foot need some more, so first you gon throw, then roll it out, roll it out, roll on
Then pick it back up,
and my soul began to rise
And pretty soon
My heart was singin'
Roll, roll me away, I'm gonna roll me away tonight
Gotta keep rollin', gotta keep ridin',
suitcase and my garment bag
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
But finally I
of the survivors,
The motorbike riders.
You ought to see Johnny Thunder
Riding down the highway
One of the rock and roll survivors,
Twelve bars flowing
first, when I wake up (what you do?)
I brush my teeth and roll a blunt of A-plus (loud)
Pussy so good, she make you wanna lay up (shit, girl)
I told
the dro? I got the L
Black emailing Adam 12 and tell him
"Bring the twelve pack"
I’ll watch you take your first step
(follow with eleven) twelve steps ‘til
of the survivors,
The motorbike riders.
You ought to see Johnny Thunder riding down the highway
One of the rock and roll survivors,
Twelve bars flowing
the first one to lead the whole legacy (legacy)
Put blindsides on my eyes, young nigga
I can feel the money (I can feel the racks)
I got some young
buckle first
When the lights go out then sun tin go down
It take twelve and it come back round
What's that? Darkness
What's that? Darkness
Cause when
Twelve big bowls, a Jolly Green Giant
Gram distillate pen in my hand
Pack of smokes green
No tobaccy in my pack
Back packed with a 12" bong
Quartz nail
shaking, stretching my arm like Troy Aikman
What's in the bank? Nigga what? Twelve grand bowl 'em
No little shit on the floor roll 'em
That's what I do
Uh huh Roll Recovery
Yea I got sum things to do
Just got finish on my mixtape
Surround by the acid through the escape
I try to rise to the top
But
Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise
And pretty soon
My heart was singin'
Roll roll away I'm gonna roll me away tonight
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