okayexcel - roll with me lyrics
[intro:]
aye, aye, aye, aye
okayexcel, okayexcel
aye
run it up, aye
[verse:]
i cannot love on no b+tch who been lovin’ the clique
when i’m done with this b+tch then i’m dubbin’ her sh+ts
oppas they mad ’cause i’m runnin’ this sh+t
but i’m just gettin’ started, have fun with this sh+t
for my dearly departed i’m runnin’ with sticks
so a n+gga move wock, then i’m bussin’ his sh+t
he talkin’ hot then i’m uppin’ this b+tch
nah, he talkin’ hot then i’m up in his b+tch
roll with me, roll with me
she let it show for me, show for me
i got the keys to the crib right now
so she boutta roll with me, roll with me
holup, she boutta blow likе my bread for the month
she lеt me beat so i’m bangin’ like drums
she fell in love when i hit from the front
so i’m packin’ her out like i’m packin’ the runtz
wait, none of these b+tches i claim
wait, all of these b+tches the same
wait, all of these b+tches insane
but i’m still boutta f+ck i be playin’ the game
cuban dasani, my wrist is on fiji
i f+ck with kimani, but need me a gigi
his b+tch in the back and she movin’ real treeshy
her n+gga move wock then i’m givin’ out figis
[hook:]
roll with me, roll with me
she let it show for me, show for me
i got the keys to the crib right now
so she boutta roll with me, roll with me
holup, move wock, move wock
holup, two shots, two shots
holup, you drop, you drop
holup, you tried, you tried
aye wait, baby come roll with the crew
come see how real n+ggas move
aye wait, don’t give a f+ck ’bout ya boo
he pull up we buss at his due
aye wait, you see the stars in roof
pull up we makin’ a move
aye wait, baby come roll wit the crew
come see how real n+ggas move, aye wait
[verse:]
you n+ggas done started some sh+t
say a opp name then i’m sparkin’ this spliff
n+ggas be b+tches just barkin’ and sh+t
he get caught at the light then i’m parkin’ his whip
callin’ up terry i need me a o
these n+ggas move scary, they creep on the low
i gotta carry, i keep me a pole
that n+gga get “glttt”, that heat finna blow
n+ggas ain’t nothin’, n+ggas be bluffin’
that boy movin’ soft i’mma knock out his stuffing
talkin’ my sh+t and these b+tches they love it
this money a thot the way it keep coming
you make it hot, i make it lit
i got the guap, makin’ it flip
i got ya thot, givin’ her d+ck
get kicked out the spot if she givin’ me lip
d+mn, i just be geekin’ on xans
d+mn, n+ggas they geeks and they fans
d+mn, i cannot beef with a fan
d+mn, but we got the heat for a fan
talkin’ that sh+t and i’m drivin’ ’em crazy
buss on her cover ain’t havin’ no baby
f+ck her and dub her i’m movin’ real shady
won’t tell her i love her, i tell her like “baby”
[hook:]
roll with me, roll with me
she let it show for me, show for me
i got the keys to the crib right now
so she boutta roll with me, roll with me
holup, move wock, move wock
holup, two shots, two shots
holup, you drop, you drop
holup, you tried, you tried
aye wait, baby come roll with the crew
come see how real n+ggas move
aye wait, don’t give a f+ck ’bout ya boo
he pull up we buss at his due
aye wait, you see the stars in roof
pull up we makin’ a move
aye wait, baby come roll wit the crew
come see how real n+ggas move, aye wait
[outro:]
aye, aye, okay
roll with me
aye, okay, okay
okayexcel
d+mn, okay
aye, aye, aye
aye, 02e
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