Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Rollin, artist - Paper Lovee
Date of issue: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Rollin |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Way |
Young Nigga World, Young Nigga Way |
I’m rollin', I’m rollin' |
Pull up with a forty, get to bustin' at your homies |
Your homies, your homies |
Tell that bitch come chew my dick like some baloney |
He say that he strapped and he say that he ready, I hope that he want it |
I’m straight from the jungle, I’m straight out the gutter, I’m straight from |
the jungle |
And I am with Paper Lovee, whole lot of paper love |
We really love the paper, we like pullin' them capers, yeah |
It’s Melly baby, yeah it’s Melly baby |
Big Glock, no nothin' three-eighty |
Pull up with the sticks like the Navy |
And you know I’m out of Zone 6 |
I’m gon' make that ho suck on my dick |
And if Paper them wanna fuck that ho then we 'bout to have to run a train on her |
Ooh, run a train on her |
Go 'head and just drop that brain on me |
Stupid lil bitch I got guns, I got niggas with me and they all got good brains |
on 'em |
Shoot your ass dead in your top |
Shoot your ass dead in your ladder |
It’s me and Paper Lovee, yeah he fuck with Lil Melly |
Big homie just threw some stain on me |
Water on my wrist like I got rain on me |
And I know why these fuck niggas hatin' on me |
'Cause I’m gettin' money, lil nigga keep waitin' on me |
I will never stop, nah, I will never drop |
Sittin' on the top all to myself nigga |
All my niggas up, nigga wasn’t nobody else screamin' but my motherfuckin' self |
nigga |
Niggas don’t keep it real, I still help niggas |
Splashin' on them liil niggas, Michael Phelps nigga |
Still murder gang, keep two guns on me |
Bitch you know that set what I rep nigga |
And I’m reppin' that set to my death nigga |
You ain’t talkin' Paper Love, you know I’m a deaf nigga |
You ain’t talkin' Paper Love, speak to someone else nigga |
Yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Who who who, yeah I want you |
Suck on this dick, slurp it like some chicken soup |
No, I’m talkin' bicken noodle soup |
I got three bitches inside of a coupe |
I got three bitches inside of a boupe |
And they wanna fuck me 'cause we suwoop |
I do not fuck on the bitches in cliques |
Stake in his head like juju |
Snackin' the bitch like um-um |
I’ma cow in the pussy like moo |
Yup, lil bitch name sushi |
Lil bitch say she wanna do me |
Beat the bitch inside of the Jabuzzi |
Beat the bitch inside of the Jacuzzi |
Pussy soakin', yeah I got her gushing |
Melly bitch, your bitch under illusion |
And I’m not 'luminati, pullin' Maserati |
These bitches gon' fuck 'cause I caught me a body |
I caught me a body, I caught me some shawtys nigga, yeah |
Pulled up on them niggas with a hundred rounds |
If a fuck nigga talkin' shit bro we gon' gun him down |
And Lil Melly from the, yeah yeah bitch he run his town |
No, I really run my town |
Ridin' down with you, he run the whole damn 6 |
Run the town, run his mouth |
Tryna hide him, we gon' find him, hunt him down |
If we can’t catch him at the spot |
Catch his folks at the spot, burn it down |
Bitch I’m set so you next |
Bitch I’m up 'fore you know it, I want now |
Pullin' up, hoppin' out |
Walkin' up, you know we gon' run him down |
Still keep that jimmy on me |
They don’t think a nigga got it, think I’m lackin' 'cause these skinnies on me |
Still fuckin' with my whole team |
And I’m ridin' for my niggas every time, even when it’s on E |
If a nigga get up on me |
Pocket rocket on me nigga, I’ma get him off me, him |
And I’m at the beach with Melly, fuckin' bitches at the telly |
Keep a side that I’m, I’m the shit 'cause you can smell it, set |
Ooh ooh, girl I’m the shit 'cause you smell it, that pussy need, yeah yeah |
Pull up with choppers and shoot at you nigga, we convicted felons, yeah yeah |
I got locked up for three years, didn’t do no fuckin' tellin', whoa whoa |
I never made it to college, bitches had to expel me |
I had to get it and get it and get it and get it and get it and get it |
She wanna fuck with my dog, fuck with my dog, fuck with my friend |
Yeah that’s my slime, yeah thet’s my woe, we don’t tell 'em none' 'bout no |
We gon' pull up with them licks and fuckin' blow up on 'em, blow up on 'em |
Blow up on 'em, bitch grow up on 'em |
Fold up on 'em, with the forty |