Roll Up

Turn up!...
Aiy Aiy Aiy Aiy yeah
If she trippin leave the bitch alone
That's why you never catch a niggar sober
Hot boxing till this beef is over
I'm never scared got no pistol on me
Kraba fasa baba letha
Start rolling up the cat(×2)
When i rap i overflow
And my swag is on overload
Came to your gig and i stole the show
Emtee a hustler you already know
She used to ride me like a rodyo
Till she heard me on a radio
Where we at? why you hatin' on
Stop hanging with these lame hoes
I Awth yakho ineskorokoro
Kuthen uqhoma ndithi molo bo?
Tlugela ntweu fasa zolo mo'
Got hell of bithes call me solomon
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Kuthen ezenza nqono lo'?
I mean who watches a monolo
Labantwana beza ngemihlola
Got hell of swithes on the foor
Lomntwan'uhlale kasi she a north pole
Flexing on the net, she a broke hoe
Ulale kitchen namakokorotsh
Wenzimal uthand i voroso
HHP uzenzi bosso lo'
Hambu uyoz'ncwaba nayi fosholo
I'm busy gettin high, while you thinking that you fly
"""
If she loyal then i wont control her
She probably turning into a smoker
Change smokin sippin coca cola
I'm am not in every stoner
Double cuppin got a bitch to Roll Up
Fuck small talk niggar pour up
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Damien Williams
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