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The fuck is you trippin' bitch? (the fuck)
What the hell, you trippin
The fuck? (The fuck)
Shit, I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that (I don't)
I don't roll like that, ha-ha
I don't roll like that, tell 'em (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that (I don't)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that, ah-ah (I don't)
I brought you here, why is you trippin?
Bitch you gotta go, is you crazy?
I met you inside a Toyota
I pulled up in Benz
Now I'm feelin' your leg in Mercedes
But why you gonna act like that?
I told you, them other hoe's do not mean shit to me, baby
I'm tryna' blow ya back in the back
You always trippin, I can't even feel you miss lady
I told you, I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I Don't)
Shit
Like, baby just pay that shit cool (cool)
I'm quick with it, oodles & noodles (nude)
You curly-haired bitch, like a poodle (poo)
Why you trippin? No, I got a move (moo)
I'm not feminine, I am a dude (a dude)
But she love when I do my high voice (high)
I can do what I want, that's my choice (my)
On ten, LBB, ride for it (ride for it)
I'm trippin, gotta tint my whip (whip)
Got too much dip on my chip (chip)
I had to swap that bitch, no bread, get flipped (flip)
Chop-chop lil bitch, cut her off then dip (dip)
You just pulled up in a Benz
Now you gon' leave in a Uber (skrt-skrt-skrt)
You better call one of your friends or just get rid of that tude girl (tude)
I want that Scat-pack, painted neon green & feel like Hoover (Hoover)
But you ain't gon' be with me, cause yo ass trippin
Gon' ahead move girl (move, move, move)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't)
I told you, I don't roll like that (I don't)
I told you, I don't roll like that, ha-ha (I don't)
I brought you here, why is you trippin?
Bitch you gotta go, is you crazy?
I met you inside a Toyota
I pulled up in Benz
Now I'm feelin' your leg in Mercedes
But why you gonna act like that?
I told you, them other hoe's do not mean shit to me, baby
I'm tryna' blow ya back in the back
You always trippin, I can't even feel you miss lady
I told you, I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I don't roll like that)
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that
I don't roll like that (I Don't)
Shit



Writer(s): Thomas Haskins Iii Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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