paroles de chanson Rollin' Up - Troy Martiin

I be Rollin' Up
Big Body
0 to 100 soul left my body
Baby she want Gold and a new wallet
I just wanna glo' get you loose or sumin
Baby suck my soul like a ghost or sumin
Swimming in the juice now she sauced of sumin
Cause I make moves it you mad or sumin?
Hurt your feelings boo?
Huh, Im tryna slap up sumin new
And roll me up a joint
That's like a baseball bat, eh
Im tryna slap on dat dat dat, eh
Im tryna slap on dat deya
(But mi naw chat bout rubba)

I be Rollin' Up
Rollin' Up
I be Rollin' Up
Rollin', I be aye
Slap me sumin new, aye
Roll me up a joint

I be rollin' up
20 hunnids
Double cup
Sippin' Holy Water
Fuck a muddy cup
Hater back it up
I w-wet it up
Yeah my city up
She from Seneca
She keep feeling on me she irregular
And she like my taste, Eh
Huh,
Slap it with some Grace, Eh
Nothing left to say, Eh
She call me Papi affi smoking Grade A, Uh
On a summers day, Eh

I be Rollin' Up
Rollin' Up
I be Rollin' Up
Rollin', I be aye
Slap me sumin new, aye
Roll me up a
Roll me up a
Roll me up a
Roll me up a
Roll me up a Joint