renni rucci – rollin (yeah tho) lyrics
[intro]
ayy, heavy, turn the beat up, though
[chorus]
this rollie on my wrist, i might be rollin’ (i might be rollin’, rollin’)
they think i’m movin’ bricks; my ass so fat, my crack keep showin’ (showin’, uh)
i’m a bad yellow b+tch, i just be blowin’ (blowin’)
that money, i be blowin’ (blowin’, blow)
he say, “put it in the bag” so you know a b+tch be throwin’ (a b+tch be throwin’)
[verse 1]
if you don’t like a dawg, michael jackson, i be moonwalkin’
they think we in love but you know i just be smooth talkin’
i’m a real boss b+tch; i gotta check, don’t see that too often
ain’t the one to check, i pack a b+tch up in the new [?]
i’m a ratchet yellow b+tch but i be rockin’ red [?]
no, i don’t like to quit, i get a [?] and keep goin’
he eatin’ on that p+ssy like a n+gga t++th torn
he thought this was a sink the way the p+ssy keep pourin’ (keep pourin’, ha)
[chorus]
this rollie on my wrist, i might be rollin’ (i might be rollin’, rollin’)
they think i’m movin’ bricks; my ass so fat, my crack keep showin’ (showin’, uh)
i’m a bad yellow b+tch, i just be blowin’ (blowin’)
that money, i be blowin’ (blowin’, blow)
he say, “put it in the bag” so you know a b+tch be throwin’ (a b+tch be throwin’)
[verse 2]
tell a n+gga wipe me down (down), ice me out (out)
n+gga, better wipe me now (now)
if you want the p+ssy in this mouth (mouth)
i got all the clout (clout), big renni on the paper route (route)
i be with k!llers and dealers (dealers)
i got guerrillas (guerrillas), make a b+tch dance like it’s thriller (thriller)
[?] up a b+tch like manila (yeah)
[?] up a strap on the pillar
take a b+tch out like a dealer
draco season with the book bag; rat tat got a little kickback
never get your b+tch bad; ring a [?] runnin’ at the big [?]
ass so fat, it’s a [?]
i’ll take shots at a b+tch like i’m 2+3
make them [?], wanna come sue me? (sue me)
i got drip, i’m the sh+t (sh+t)
p+ssin’ on a p+ssy b+tch (p+ssy b+tch)
[chorus]
this rollie on my wrist, i might be rollin’ (i might be rollin’, rollin’)
they think i’m movin’ bricks; my ass so fat, my crack keep showin’ (showin’, uh)
i’m a bad yellow b+tch, i just be blowin’ (blowin’)
that money, i be blowin’ (blowin’, blow)
he say, “put it in the bag” so you know a b+tch be throwin’ (a b+tch be throwin’)
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