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yung paq - rollie on it lyrics

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intro:

kazoo kid:
wait a minute, who are you?

hoe’s madd:
yung paq is a monsta, next xxl rosta
tradin lines with the rhasta cuz the flow worth the costa
driftin on the impala, educated like malala
smokin blunts like malia, hundred dollas for this featcha

verse 1:

yung paq:
eatin booty-o’s for breakfast, eatin booty’s on my checklist
shawty see me flexin, she elect me booty president (thats crazy)
i like democrats, the logo is an -ss
it’s a fact i got a hung pack, meter stick to measure that (d-mn)
i got these haters on my c-ck so my door is locked
i got these haters on my c-ck so my gun is c-cked
got more ice than white people got civil rights (yuh)
i got more ice than white people got civil rights (d-mn)
they see this ice and act like parasites (ice, d-mn)
i might be jesus christ just in disguise (ice, d-mn)
`preciate when women wearin yoga tights (thank you)
it’s my favorite part of winter besides all the ice

hook:

yung paq:
i think i broke my wrist
i’ll apply ice (ice)
i might hit my list
they gon die iced (bang)
i think i broke my wrist
i’ll apply ice (ice)
i think i broke my wrist
just put my rollie on it

verse 2:

yung paq:
tell that b-tch i got it, got that guapo in my wallet
i’m the profit prophet, hands don’t fit inside my pockets
my wrist came out of its socket so just put my rollie on it
diamonds colder than the water from a faucet in the arctic
i’ll bang your b-tch and she won’t snitch i gave her better d-ck
if she says you make her wetter she’s a hypocrite
i’m no mysogonyst so take me with a grain of salt
or kid just f-cking slit your wrist and fill it up with all that salt

hook:

yung paq:
i think i broke my wrist
i’ll apply ice (ice)
i might hit my list
they gon die iced (bang)
i think i broke my wrist
i’ll apply ice (ice)
i think i broke my wrist
just put my rollie on it

verse 3:

starfoxlaflare:

push start a whip, push start my whole life
push start yo b-tch, i might turn her to my wife (wow)
hopped out the porch with a gun, f-ck a knife
shawty got that bomb head, call her dynamite
came through with that sh-t that was outta sight
outta mind, boy we do this all the time
smokin kush, sippin wine, i’m talkin big blunts, sticky stuff
b-tches show me love when they see me in the club

outro:

kazoo kid:
th-thats-thats crazy
cr-cra-crazy
cra-azy
i just wanted to say… thanks!
i’m glad you came along… partner



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