Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roll Up Re-Up, artist - EmteeDate of issue: 11.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Roll Up Re-Up |
| Don’t fuck around, I got my pistol on me |
| So much money, I got money on it |
| I let my mama hold a hundred thousand |
| I let my sister hold two hundred thou |
| Krapa, fasa, baba let’s |
| Private jets in my Jays |
| Ka phona uber ya I’m late |
| Ya bana manje se ba late |
| Rasta, roll up the weed one time |
| Give me that cheese one time |
| I wanna feel cool one time |
| Give me that tree one time |
| Fuck that bitch one time |
| I pray, love come my way |
| She knows she loves my way |
| My love for money got me working on a Saturday |
| My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday |
| I know you love my way |
| I pray, love comes my way |
| My love for money got me working on a Saturday |
| My love for money got me grinding on a Sunday |
| If she tripping leave that bitch alone |
| That’s why you never catch a nigga sober |
| Hotboxin' til the spliff is over |
| I’m never scared, got no pistol on me |
| Krapa, fasa, baba let’s start rolling up the jets (x2) |
| No matter what I know they see us |
| I see they hating that’s cause we up |
| Stop talking like a G, yo |
| This is no remix, this the re-up |
| Azishe one time, s’phile one time |
| Akufiwe one time, siz’wise one time |
| Sin’bise one time, nani n’fike one time |
| Roll up one time, then we smoke some one time |
| I’m on the scene clever ungazong' tshela |
| I got Wiz, I got Supa Mega |
| Do it if you think you better |
| Ngizokushaya nge s’cima if you think you clever |
| If she tripping leave that bitch alone |
| That’s why you never catch a nigga sober |
| Hotboxin' til the spliff is over |
| I’m never scared, got no pistol on me |
| Krapa, fasa, baba let’s start rolling up the jets (x2) |
| I’m catching flights while niggas catch emotions |
| These flashing lights will make you lose your focus |
| That’s that reason I’m so antisocial |
| Season after season, cheese at my disposal |
| A week in Mozambique to catch my breath |
| Smoke a lot of dank, brush up on my Portuguese |
| Yeah the crown heavy on my head |
| It’s a lot of pressure |
| Clouds of the Mary Jane help me get perspective |
| Higher grade, dumb it down |
| Blowing pounds, ganja clouds |
| Way way out in London town, nearly missed my baby ultrasound |
| We been through this shit before |
| Niggas talking greasy on the TV, that’s that cooking oil |
| Trouble’s what you looking for |
| When the fam' come through, all we ever do is flex |
| Tryna make handsome loot, shoutout my Sandton crew |
| Emtee we in this sitch' |
| Feel like it’s time to roll another jet |
| Yeah, yeah watch me suffer from success |
| If she tripping leave that bitch alone |
| That’s why you never catch a nigga sober |
| Hotboxin' til the spliff is over |
| I’m never scared, got no pistol on me |
| Krapa, fasa, baba let’s start rolling up the jets (x2) |
| There they go talking like they know |
| Me and you is not the same bro |
| I’m getting in cause I prayed yo |
| They dancing, but who is to blame though? |
| (Me) |
| I be on the phone talking 'bout some deals phela |
| I’m working hard so don’t you hate on me, I been fed up |
| Uthatha ma chance and you think you gonna win? |
| Never! |
| Mawuphethe mali uyaphaula kanti yin' clever? |
| Woah, out here with them OG’s baby |
| Your boyfriend acting like he know me baby |
| If she tripping leave that bitch alone |
| That’s why you never catch a nigga sober |
| Hotboxin' til the spliff is over |
| I’m never scared, got no pistol on me |
| Krapa, fasa, baba let’s start rolling up the jets (x2) |