Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Rollin', artista - E.S.G.. canción del álbum Boss Hogg Outlaws, en el genero Рэп и хип-хоп
Fecha de emisión: 18.02.2002
Etiqueta de registro: SoSouth
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Rollin' |
Yeah, this what I do when I roll with a thug |
Or a gangsta… |
Put my hand on the gas, drop my ass low |
Slide on fast, then we go slow |
Blaze up the endo, raise up the window |
That’s the way thugs, and gangstas roll |
Baby take my advice, I’ll lead you right |
You need a thug in your life, that can hit it all night |
I’ll make sure we live laid, and keep the bills paid |
You ain’t gotta work, just be my personal maid |
I don’t want much but a bad bitch, that cook and clean |
While I’m out in these streets, trying to look for green |
Boss Hoggs hit the scene, we finally made it |
Now some women strip, and some uneducated |
But thanks to having cake, we done got our breaks |
Affiliated with the streets, lifestyle ain’t fake |
Don’t hate congratulate, while we demonstrate pimping |
I ain’t racist but I love to fuck, our black women |
E.S.G. and I’m winning, yeah the Boss man’s back |
Turning heads while I spread, through your shit like anthrax |
Sit that ass fat, call E and Slim them |
Peanut butter Gucci brims, on them keep-spinning rims |
I’m rolling, with a thug and a gangsta |
That’s the kind of niggas, that I like |
Talking bout a hustla, that keep his mind on thangs |
He don’t care what them hatas say, keeping it gangsta everyday |
Come get a ski-taste, we on a paper chase |
For a Jada Pinkett face, with a J-Lo shape |
Trying to bought a FED case, so I’m shaking and moving |
Got partnas that don’t rap, what you think that they doing |
Now money we pursuing, SES be shining |
Slim go ahead, and I done swallowed a dime |
Come ride with a thug now, you could let your guards down |
Be yourself, you ain’t gotta act when I’m around |
See I ain’t the jealous type, that like to bust and fight |
Live your life, sweetheart you not my wife |
I’m far from a gentleman, you feel what I’m saying |
I’m a hard working hard man, nigga with plans |
Understand I get around, and can’t be held down |
Fuck what I did last night, let’s have fun now |
I want a brown dime piece, that can roll a sweet |
That’s a lady in the streets, but a freak in the sheets |
(Coco) |
Put my hand on the gas, drop my ass low |
Slide on fast, then we go slow |
Blaze up the endo, raise up the window |
That’s the way thugs, and gangstas roll |
Who say hood rats ain’t fine, they done lost they mind |
On a scale of one to ten, I done seen plenty nines |
I like em high class with ass, Gucci down to the ground |
When she pass, she make the whole crowd turn around |
Real deal Cedric Hill, trying to make a mill |
Give a woman ecstasy, without taking a pill |
I want a gal caramel, that smell like Shanel |
The kind of female, you put in your V-12 |
Yellow bones race up, but I reverse on dark |
They like Free from BET’s, 106 & Park |
White, light skinned or dark, don’t hate on the race |
If she cute with a body, then she in the right place, come on |
(*talking*) |