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rich homie quan - roll it lyrics

[chorus: rich homie quan & young thug]
roll it, roll it, get it
roll it,roll it, roll it get it
get up n-gga
go and roll it roll it
get up n-gga roll it roll it roll it roll it
i’m pimpin’ em everyday(x6)

[verse 1: young thug]
ysl lifestyle (slime)
i’m livin’ too wild
i’m out in the open with the 40 pound
get down ,p-ssy lay down
my migos he bring me them birds and i get that cash back in a hurry
he told me to never take em off and everyone in my whole family no worries
i’m pourin up 4’s, i fallin asleep i doze
i pull up on hoes and i show ’em my gold
(these n-ggas wanna take somethin, leave ‘em cold.)
i told you i am the reason you makin this money right now (sheesh)
i told you if you ever play with me ima gun your -ss down
i told you big homie peewee longway ain’t gon never turn down
he ain’t leave his coat at the school but he still lost & found

[verse 2: rich homie quan]
rollie on my wrist it cost me bout a thirty
gold rollie on my wrist it cost about a birdy
have a threesome with them b-tches faithful that’s the old me
thug said don’t hold the soup, p-ss one to my homie
roll it, daddy rollin
oh my god, i’m on that molly i be rollin
word on my squad, im in this booth, with this 40
so you better pray to god
you one of my n-ggas better hope i know you
p-ssy clap from the ‘nolia
i got her rollin rollin rollin (hey)
i got her rollin rollin rollin
and a car that i’m riding is stolen
the dust on the money get older
gotta stack it up, stack it up
so much money that i can’t even fold it
she want no rocks, she wants that sand, that b-tch

- rich homie quan lyrics

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