Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rolling, artist - K Camp. Album song Only Way Is Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Rolling |
| Rolling down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| I said rollin' down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Riding 'round the city, windows up |
| Windows up, whip cloudy |
| JR right beside me |
| He just copped the brand new Audi |
| Oh lodi dadi, we rock the party |
| Nine right beside me, don’t bother me, buddy |
| Lately I just noticed I been smokin' like Snoop |
| Naw I’m playing but I’m still mixing gin with the juice |
| Looking for CC, oh how she need me |
| That bitch still basic, still rocking BB |
| Laughing like hehe, how can I call it? |
| Oh I just love my lil bitch from New Orleans |
| I-20 pushing, I know you looking |
| Her presence, I cherish, my bitch is so gorgeous |
| Shawty I’m pouring the gin and the juice |
| You on my mind, I don’t know what to do |
| But I know if she fuck up, then we through |
| But right now I’m still fucking with you |
| Rolling down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| I said rollin' down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| All up in a nigga face with the same game |
| Let me tell you what I’m gon' do |
| I hop on my sike life, night life |
| Nigga make a dream come true for you |
| Now turn the beat down G style |
| Everybody know my heat go boom |
| Splash and mash and pictures flashing |
| Man my life so cool |
| Let me get back to the camp |
| I’m rapping now, cookies in the bag |
| And the vast amounts mixed in with peaches n cream |
| Creep on the scene |
| Crip nigga with the thief and the scene |
| The war deep with the team |
| Late night creep on 'em, I mean |
| Hit 'em with lot botta bing |
| All about the money in the green |
| Top down, drop down on 'em clean |
| Rolling down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| I said rollin' down the street with my shades on |
| Sippin' on gin and juice |
| I don’t understand, girl, what you waiting on |
| You got me trippin' on you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |
| Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice |
| Got me trippin' on you, you, you |