Lyrics I Might Be (feat. Shawnna and The Game) - Shawnna , Gucci Mane , The Game
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
East
Atlanta
slum,
man,
is
where
I
come
from
Pass
that
bubble
thrax
and
put
this
bean
on
your
tongue
Now
everything
was
gravy
'til
your
bitch
came
in
'Bout
the
same
time
that
that
thang
kicked
in
Now
she
ain't
really
pretty
but
she
got
a
nice
body
I'm
geeked
up
thinkin'
this
'Buffie
the
Body'
Ain't
your
name
Lil'
Trina?
'Cause
you
look
like
Janet
Jackson
I'm
off
three
double
stacks
and
I'm
lookin'
for
that
action
Gucci
Mane,
you
stupid
man,
I
love
the
way
you
flowin'
Ridin'
in
my
drop
but
I
don't
know
where
I'm
goin'
On
two
eighty
five
I
keep
ridin'
in
a
circle
The
inside
of
my
ride
smellin'
like
a
pound
of
purple
Gucci
is
your
time
give
me
five
more
minutes
And
a
cold
orange
juice
'cause
I'm
really
really
trippin'
Went
to
the
strip
club
and
request
that
I'm
da
man
The
next
thing
you
know
I
was
throwin'
rubber
bands
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be
hiffie,
I'm
from
California
and
this
might
be
Nikes
Come
and
run
up
on
'em
nigga
I'll
wear
your
size,
you
wear
my
size
I
got
a
big
mac,
let's
make
french
fries
I'm
high
as
a
plane,
pop
a
pill,
disappear
like
David
Blaine
Come
back
on
the
track
with
Gucci
Mane
I
got
ten
pillz,
ten
hoes,
I'ma
run
a
chu-chu
train
All
through
Atlanta,
my
new
nickname
is
Gucci
Jane
I
don't
let
'em
swallow,
I
show
'em
how
to
use
it
man
Want
to
take
my,
make
themselves
a
chain
You
got
some
bad
bitches
I
suggest
you
do
the
same
Treat
my
hoes
like
my
cars,
drop
'em
in
blow
they
brains
Wash
'em
up
then
blow
they
brains
If
she
swallow
the
whole
bat
and
the
ball
she
can
roll
with
Jane
I
been
a
soldier
boy,
niggas
know
the
name
I'll
superman
that
hoe
and
call
her
lower
slang
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Gucci
Mane
on
the
fly,
nigga
get
your
mind
right
Or
a
crys
by
the
twelve
like
a
case
of
budlight
Sell
a
cush
by
a
bell
so
you
know
might
shit
tight
See
I'm
30
in
the
morning
on
a
all
night
flight
I'm
high
like
Fabo,
hood
like
Shawty
So
tell
me
when
to
go
like
my
name
E-40
Like
a
rich
rock
star,
nigga,
I'm
gonna
party
Got
a
party
pack
of
pillz
that's
at
least
'bout
40
I'll
pour
dem
in
your
hand
like
a
bag
of
jelly
beans
Take
two
of
these
pillz,
call
me
in
the
morning
Fifty
thousand
pillz
man,
I'm
so
real
Three
dollars
for
a
pill,
that's
a
damn
good
deal
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Is
you
rollin'?
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Girl,
he
geeked
up,
girl,
he
geeked
up
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
Bitch
I
might
be,
bitch
I
might
be
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