Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rollin Round , by - DJ Holiday. Release date: 08.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rollin Round |
| You only get one opportunity |
| If you don’t know, it’s gon' show |
| Real recognize real nigga |
| Whatever I spend, hustle too big |
| I’ll get it again |
| Women pretend (Tell you they love you) |
| I don’t want to hear, go where you’ve been |
| Hustle too big (BWA!) |
| I know how to win, whatever I lend |
| I’ll get it again |
| Rollin around with mills |
| I’m rollin around with mills (BWA!) |
| Don’t want you to love me |
| I don’t want to love you anymore |
| Rollin around with mills |
| R-rollin around with mills |
| I don’t want to love you |
| Don’t want you to love me anymore |
| Rollin around with mills |
| R-rollin around with mills |
| Don’t want you to love me anymore |
| Don’t know how to stand down |
| All we do is stand out |
| Pockets, rubber band out |
| I don’t do no hand outs |
| Shots fired, man down |
| Boomboomboomboom |
| Lay him sound |
| She a stripper, I’mma trick her |
| Get her to my trap house (kill her) |
| Make her tap out |
| Finish, kick her ass out |
| Swear to God |
| I can’t get caught up slipping with my pants down |
| I.D.G.T!I don’t get tired |
| You should know what that’s bout |
| Pants sagging, Gold medallion |
| Pray that we don’t pass out |
| Whatever I spend, hustle too big |
| I’ll get it again |
| Women pretend (Tell you they love you) |
| I don’t want to hear, go where you’ve been |
| Hustle too big (BWA!) |
| I know how to win, whatever I lend |
| I’ll get it again |
| Rollin around with mills |
| I’m rollin around with mills (BWA!) |
| Don’t want you to love me |
| I don’t want to love you anymore |
| Rollin around with mills |
| R-rollin around with mills |
| I don’t want to love you |
| Don’t want you to love me anymore |
| Rollin around with mills |
| R-rollin around with mills |
| Don’t want you to love me anymore |
| Hold up, I want stand up in they chest |
| What up? |
| Cut up, bandanas on hammer |
| Rest in peace Big Hammer |
| I was supposed to play for the Panthers |
| But shoulder played in the slammer |
| Bunch of problems, no answers |
| Lee Lucas coming home |
| I can’t wait till you get out |
| Me and Nook, Range Rover rugged |
| Day that you get out |
| I go mad, show my ass |
| I’m supposed to be somebody |
| I don’t notice or nobody |
| Fouling parties, uninvited |
| All my haters they don’t like it |
| Keep your girl up, unexcited |