Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rolls Royce , by - Lil B. Song from the album 6 Kiss, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BasedWorld
Song language: English
Rolls Royce |
| I used to have so many Rolls Royce dreams |
| I hustle hard for the simple goal |
| 6 Kiss |
| I used to dream about the cars I drive, fourth gear |
| Switch gear, steal a couple cars, and I drive to work |
| Make it work, then have a dream, handle things, understand |
| I do what I do, but the simple fact I have a goal |
| Puts me in another class of real niggas |
| Too trill to deal with it, too real to fuck with ya |
| I bounce back, then duct tape for Ben Frank, it’s insane |
| Think about two times of relapse, I go back (yeah!) |
| I seen the hustle at the hardest shortest time |
| I come out with mighty profit, so stop it |
| Maybach dreams, overseein' success |
| That’s a quick flash type of thing, Kodak moment |
| We in the lighter things, give me leeway |
| To break a simp off of quick cash |
| Rolls Royce, double up the way class, straight gas |
| Passin' by like Steve Nash, three flags, heat flash |
| More robbers in your home, pass that, old school |
| I’m past that, my mindset is obvious, the winning team is obvious |
| I’m goin' for the gold, with the simple plan of coppin' this |
| Candy coated tinted window thing with the heated seats |
| The girls never far out, they beat my meat |
| Expertise, materialistic, gifted |
| Man, I’m climbin', I am like plies, heavy grind |
| A real nigga, I ain’t gotta say it my life speaks for itself |
| Tattoo with good wealth, hustle with the smooth stealth |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| I’m hittin' finches off the coolest missus, splittin' dough |
| Now where we goin' with it? |
| He to the bank, I’m to the safe |
| Savin' for the thing that makes shit worth the wait |
| Popular, the girls jock for name brand |
| The card game is insane |
| I recall the girls saying, you need to rock claim before you fuck these |
| Watch this slate ho suck things that are embedded in my brain |
| That’s really not my main drive, but it’s a small thing |
| That made me want the range, Rolls Royce dreams is okay |
| Detach yourself from the objects of hell |
| And you can see your dreams as well |
| Just a ego itself, I promise that |
| Figure out your motivation, should I see my motivation |
| In the hatin', I use hatin' as a small relation |
| I come impatient, guaranteed I win the racin', like I’m ragin' |
| My hustle game is razor sharp |
| I wear the Burberry when I’m drivin' |
| The Rolls Royce on another island |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |
| Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, Rolls Royce, uh-huh |