Lyrics Roof Gone - Taylor Bennett, Ceo Beatz

Roof Gone

Wake up in the morning with the roof gone, roof gone, roof gone
She star gazing from afar
I heard that he wrote your ass a new song, new song, new song
No more fucking in the car
We used to roll cassette tapes, hotbox like a VCR
Call your boy when you needed some CPR
Whole day hotboxing inside your car
Just to wake up and see you gazing at stars
Roof gone, roof gone, roof gone
She star gazing from afar
I can tell that she got her a new song
No more fucking in the car
We used to roll cassette tapes, hotbox like a VCR
Cough, pour, repeat till we lost him, no CPR
Whole day hotboxing inside my car
Just to wake up and see you gazing at stars
Just to wake up in the morning with the roof gone
I heard that he wrote your ass a new song, new song, new song
We used to roll cassette tapes, hotbox like a VCR
Call your boy when you needed some CPR
Whole day hotboxing inside my car
Just to wake up and see you gazing at stars
Wake up in the morning with the roof gone, troops home
Pussy was so lukewarm, have a nigga too sore
2am, make a nigga do some
You ain’t have to do none
Take me to the crib like a newborn
My new son, baby shine brighter than a limelight
My type, what would you do?
What would you do for a Klondike?
A sweet bite
Baby, I’m tripping like we don’t got time to move feet right
Two rights, make it a wrong like a wrong and a right could do some
We fight, like it was love in the city but we call them street fights
Sweet sights
Loving for you was a love and a loss in the meantime
Meantime
We take a ride to the park in the dark in the steam ride
Heat rise, she got a song on her phone from a new guy
Ooh, I
Knew I
Shouldn’t get high
(Too high)
Roof gone, roof gone, roof gone
She star gazing from afar
I can tell that she got her a new song
No more fucking in the car
We used to roll cassette tapes, hotbox like a VCR
Cough, pour, repeat till we lost him, no CPR
Whole day hotboxing inside my car
Just to wake up and see you gazing at stars
Just to wake up in the morning with the roof gone
I heard that he wrote your ass a new song, new song, new song
We used to roll cassette tapes, hotbox like a VCR
Call your boy when you needed some CPR
Whole day hotboxing inside my car
Just to wake up and see you gazing at stars
I heard you got a new, new
I heard you got a new song
With the roof, it’s the roof, when the roof’s gone
When you’re too, too
When you’re too high
Too, when you’re too, when you’re too high
Too, when you’re too high