Lyrics:
up and took it in with a half breath
Then a deep sigh, I struck a matchstick
I lit my cigarette
Feeling half dead, whiskey on my mind
Then came
surprises on its own
It's hard to show, but like a boulder rolling slow
Or a rumble deep in the ground
Things whisper low, and by the time I really know
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
so so frosty
The people like "Hey, the guy on the marquee"
Rolling in super deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes,
fait accompli, we ain't gonna get no sleep
A vision rolling 'round in my head, but I don't really talk about it
I'm loving what you're doing to me
Uh
Oh yeah
Uh huh
Oh yeah
Look I'm rolling deep I'm rolling good
I just put that weed all up in my wood
How you feeling baby I ain't understood
I
proper
Drippin' like i'm in a sana, aligning chakra's
All my brothers shotta's
Olottin' on a casa
Grande, like Ariana,
I'm here in honor of the most
honey-sticking wild golden child
Dwelling in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days
up
To the Rolling Stones
And the jukes and earls
But I ain't looking for
An imaginary girl
Who are you really?
Come on tell me
Deep behind
of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage that's when I got my folks hooked like
[Dre]
Deeper than deep dish hammers and vogues
Deeper fish in
Let you treat me bad 'cause I am too
Colombi-Ana in the mood
You only get glad when you're in my room
My bitch look like Ariana but that ass is grande
cold
While my mind is numb as hell
You won't play me like a hoe
Bitch I got it by myself by my
What you know about
Rolling down in the deep
When your
I tried bleeding just to feel it
Day to day turned to season to season
Just how long did I stand in the deep end?
Thought of leaving, thought
throat
Sing on the mic
Make her hit
Ariana Grande notes
Swimming in that pussy
Or a nigga just
Finna back stroke
Yea I know you like it
Like dat
a player, I just fuck a lot
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down to fuck tonight?
Hey yo, I'm still not a playa but you still
Dragging on this baby gorilla like harambe
Swanging Side to side like I'm Ariana Grande
Screwdriver star turning in the groove
Never hit the curb when I'm
can blow it off
We could turn up
Strike a pose, man I’m burning up
She live in LA
Money grande
I mean grande
Ariana ain’t got shit on this blonde babe
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
I'm the high rolling creep that's in too deep
with the slicked back hair and the silver teeth, yeah baby
I'm a vagabond king with a stolen crown
I'm
Where I took off all my clothes
And I was terrified by the look in your eyes
But there's a lot to loving I don't know
Well you took me
mind say
Feeling like I'm gonna kill this beat ya
Side chick mero Ariana Grande
Ain't a cheap boy like a Justin Beiber
Gonna lost in prison, ain't no
Time goes by so slowly
And I miss her right Next to me
She moves like the wind
Blowing rolling all the waves in the sea
You're the one for me made
Grande with Ariana
Chains be shining bright like a diamond No Rihanna
Rolling In The Deep (Live) - 钟伟强 (Simmon Zhong)
Written by：Paul Epworth/Adele Adkins
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever
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