Rollin... Lyrics

I been on a bean, two gin, six bottles on my dresser
Two bitches in my bed I swear and I ain't use a rubber
I be living to the fullest biggie stomach like im buddhist
Save the guap it's like I'm jewish
Don't be foolish, I'm the truest uh

Hol' it
‘Won't you come with me
Twisted like a ceilling fan
Sweeter than a dunkerie
Hol' it
That's what heaven be
Twisted like a ceilling fan
Hotter than the summer be

Roll it , I Roll it
Bitches f*ck I roll it (won't you come with me)
Mercury inside her bunny f*ck her many time she love me
Dive inside her pool to get it cool that be my mood
Come around me many time I bet she get the wood
Look

Im rollin' Im rollin'
Can't f*ck her unless she loves me
She come around me many times
I bet you boy she f*ckin
I'm rollin i'm rollin
Can't f*ck her unless she loves me
She come around me many times
I bet you boy she fallin'
Can't f*ck her unless she loves me
She come around me many times
I bet you boy she fallin'
Can't f*ck her unless she loves me
She come around me many times I bet you boy she fallin'

Hol' it
‘Won't you come with me
Twisted like a celling fan
Sweeter than a dunkerie
Hol' it
That's what heaven be
Twisted like a ceiling fan
Hotter than the summer be
Hol' it
‘Won't you come with me
Twisted like a celling fan
Sweeter than a dunkerie
Hol' it
That's what heaven be
Twisted like the ceiling fan
Hotter than the summer be

I been on a bean, two gin, six bottles on my dresser
I been on a bean, two gin, six bottles on my dresser
A bean, two gin, six bottles on my dresser
On a bean, two gin, a bottles on my dresser
A bean, two pills, a bottles on my dresser
A bean, two pills, two bottles on my dresser
A bean, two pills, two bottles on my dresser
A bean, six pills, a bottles on my dresser
I been on a bean, six pills, a bottles on my dresser
Oh yeah

Hol' it
‘Won't you come with me
Twisted like a celling fan
Sweeter than a dunkerie
Hol' it
That's what heaven be
Twisted like a ceiling fan
Hotter than the summer be

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