Gunplay - Rollin' lyrics

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Gunplay - Rollin' lyrics

[Intro] Maybach Music, Maybach Music, Maybach Music... My don says we gone be rich one day Lay it down, don't say a sound, gunplay! This for my n***as on the block and hallways Ball every Monday through Sunday, ROLLIN'! [Hook] Every time you see me on the set boy I'm ROLLIN Rims, whips sittin' on them sh**s boi I'm ROLLIN' Snatch a dime n***a wanna rip cause I'm ROLLIN' n***a cause I'm ROLLIN' n***a cause I'm ROLLINN' My VIPs' trump tight, all I see is Ace of Spades 5% tint, behind these all black shades A young n***a paid, number nine J's If you love yo city like me rep where you stay [Verse 1: Gunplay] My campaigns in champagne can't slow down my fast lane I do my damn thing I'm drunk on that kerosene Got birds I'm the batman, p**y by the caravan It's fake? I ain't wearing that. My cake? White as Mayonnaise My chopsticks are foldout, the drum holds a whole lot Just buss me a lick I had to bond my "lil'woe" out Tore down that p**y (yep), left the walls wore out A Dade County n***a twist the fro, and let it grow out I pop bands and count that, can't turn down my loud pack You keep it real in the field? Homeboy I doubt that Think you finna bring it here? think twice we bout that You ride with me? Shout that. Besides you ain't bout that [Verse 2: Waka Flocka] I'm drinking ace of spades like a pop soda Man I'm balling out rapping ima stock holder Clay Co love me like Brooklyn love HOVA Forest Green rover. Call it Tarzan Hell yeah I'm sleep walking boy get off them Zan's 100 grand in my pockets watch me do the money dance I'm finna change my name to Benjamin Flocka Lord forgive me for my sins, I just k**ed the beat Ostrich on the seats, Pineapple paint, bottles on me. What you want to drink? Pills on me. Who want the heat? Steal two, I'mma f**ing G! ROLLIN! [Hook] [Verse 3: Gunplay] Gun on my waist, bun in my lace. Sittin all level squatting on a santé s**ers getting sautéed, for getting all brave Buyer and supplier, it take's 2 to rob base Cause the tape on the town, the money on the carpet Fish scale looking like I peel't it off a topping From white sea to water, that sh** get to walking One question in that room? That k**er get tot talking These hoes like a ball man these hoes just for tossing These chains, these rings, these things, I'm flossin 8's, spinning. Banana's peeling. Her mouth? for fun. Her knees? for kneelin. ROLLIN! [Hook] [Outro] Maybach Music, Maybach Music...

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