Lyrics Roll Up - Mosie, Bambi, Scooby Blu

Roll Up

Ah roll up the rug baby
Slip the rubber band around my wrist
And throw up ya shrug baby
Don’t ask for me don’t ask for this
Nah it’s too late to fuck baby
Just stick the hug and check the list
There’s only two ways to love baby
I’ll pass the dream you pass the fix
But shake it to the moon, don’t you take me in stride
And make him talk smooth, don’t you give him the time
You merit the truth, another better than mine
I never meant to fool, but its easy to hide my neck
And spare my eyes
Just to drive by flex and share my prize
Rockin blind safe sex til the day that i die
Gotta find what’s left but
You can’t shake my pride
You can’t shake my pride
Pride tastes good til you swallow it whole
Now a line traced fuckin might be ya best roll
I was fine til you told me i should probably go
But i’m good at lookin melancholy and doin as told
Yeah i’m good at lookin sloppy with a spoon and a bowl
Yeah i’m good at lookin naughty in my puma gum soles
Yeah i’m good at hookin hotties tween a fool and a fold
If i should or i shouldn’t ain’t no rules for gettin cold
God damn yeh i use it in vain
He ain’t listenin in there ain’t no mind he’s payin
Youre so good at actin' like you could use what i’m sayin
But you can’t hear a damn thing when you pukin' champagne
Its time to rollup rollup rollup rollup
Back track and fortify the goodness and listen real
Closely now most of this shit is spoon fed to keep you still
Boast if you reachin at
The low shit beneath couch
An ocean thats beachin up
The change from ya pocket now ya
Got robbed from the bend in ya hips
Dont talk put a pin in ya lips
Drop top not a cieling that drips
Fuck off with the food dont tip
The patience is waiting for the love
Nah forget that she just rubbed
With a wet napkin and scrubbed right down til the heart got ripped
Uh
Tryna get a little bit tipped
Improv i ain’t gotta read from the script
Ten five fuck ten four good buddy
Add one more to the score nobody
Gotta act like it fuck
Ya master it yuh
Like after this one
I’ll pass the hit up
But now im swimmin up the rio dios mios
The real always nippin at my heels
Tryna peel back reveal that that isnt
Steal from that wishin well
I kill to be risen from the pill poppin prison