Creamie - Rollin' up lyrics

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Creamie - Rollin' up lyrics

[Intro] *in the background* In the morning, in the evening Every minute, every hour x4 [Verse 1: Matt.B] I get high like the dopest of the new edition Smoking cannabis it ain't a new decision I been hitting blunts and bongs, puffin joints with girls in thongs Hittin' on that Philly, got these hoes be acting silly What you know about this playa from the east side? Rollin herb in EY, smokin' purp and eat right Saving all that Kief like we be going on an adventure Gimme a drop of that weed tincture Zip lock bag ya the smell will hit ya My cologne is a sativa, So I'm saying that I need it And I damn sure damn well love it If I cannot smoke this herb ima put It in a muffin Ima Bake it in a cake yeah you can't tell me nothing You can quit with all the fronting And take a toke of this here northern light Ive been rolling every night, every minute, every hour Put together two blunts and I fill up with sour With however much it will allow it Getting high like my city's tower I been rolling on that loud sh** Got me feeling all excited [Hook] I'm Rollin' up, I'm Rollin' up I'm Rollin' up, I'm Rollin' up I'm getting high, I'm getting high I'm getting high as a mothaf**a x2 *in the background* In the morning, in the evening Every minute, every hour x4 [Verse 2: Matt.B] OG and swisher sweets Grapefruit and centuries As I listen to the beat I feel unique and wanna speak a little I doobie careful when I'm smoking on the haze sh** I be lighting up for days, got my eyes up in a daze Every single way that I hit that weed got me toasted "I'm not boasting" sh** I'm posted With all the roaches getting roasted Feeling like "damn I'm the dopest" My music my magnum opus, got the eye of the tiger ferocious Fists of piff just like white lotus So take notice, and take photos I got my Nixon like Otis, blaze like Wallace up in Portland And cop some sodas So I dont get a dry mouth, These hoes'll file out So Everytime I get her wet, you get her dried out I roll a loose leaf, truthfully the ganja release So call me Chief, B's rockin' relief It ain't a common belief that I be rockin' it But catch a whiff of this and then there ain't no way of stoppin' it [Hook]

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