Rollin'
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in R-Ro-R-Ro
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Poppin bottles, keep em pouring
How we rolling, V.I.P
Its Jackie Chan, who da man?
Everybody know its me
I keep myself surrounded by some dime pieces every night
Tall and short, th-thick and skinny, black and white every type
K-Keep em coming, ain't no secret
If she with it, she can get it
But just wait, gi-give me a minute
Ca-Cause right now the room is spinnin
Pourin Juice to kick it in
Rollin Blunts, and kickin it
Music bumpin, ain't it somethin
How they get the smiffin beer
Feel the bass, its beatin hard
Against her body, make her horny
Guess she heard I keep them skittles
Thats why she be up all on me
5 blunts of purp, and I still ain't high (Bo-Low)
Ten Pack of pills, half way gone, I'm about to (Throw-Up)
Throwin up, its all good
That just kick my buzz in
On the couch, lovin'
The way these girls back-rubbin
Blowing on them sweets, and your boy about to peak
I've been rollin, rollin, rollin I ain't slept in weeks
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in R-Ro-R-Ro
Rollin, rollin, rollin
We Ain't Slept in Weeks
Poppin bottles, keep em pouring
How we rolling, V.I.P
Its Jackie Chan, who da man?
Everybody know its me
I keep myself surrounded by some dime pieces every night
Tall and short, th-thick and skinny, black and white every type
K-Keep em coming, ain't no secret
If she with it, she can get it
But just wait, gi-give me a minute
Ca-Cause right now the room is spinnin
Pourin Juice to kick it in
Rollin Blunts, and kickin it
Music bumpin, ain't it somethin
How they get the smiffin beer
Feel the bass, its beatin hard
Against her body, make her horny
Guess she heard I keep them skittles
Thats why she be up all on me
5 blunts of purp, and I still ain't high (Bo-Low)
Ten Pack of pills, half way gone, I'm about to (Throw-Up)
Throwin up, its all good
That just kick my buzz in
On the couch, lovin'
The way these girls back-rubbin
Blowing on them sweets, and your boy about to peak
I've been rollin, rollin, rollin I ain't slept in weeks
Credits
Writer(s): William Whedbee, Michael Hartnett, Demetrius Hardin, Jason Pittman, Rasheed Hightower, Richard Stephens, Brian Ward
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