Rollin

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Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming (commas coming quick)
 
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (Them commas coming quick)
 
 Look
 Show you bitches how to do this shit
 Stand back while I demonstrate
 Pussy worth like a million dollars
 I think your nigga got expensive taste
 I'm not a bum bitch, I'm a boss bitch
 You sideline I'm centre stage
 I don't even get involved with it if it don't make me cum or it don't get me paid
 If it's not the money then it's "goofy, gone"
 Steal your man with my [?] on
 Whole team full of bad bitches and that Louboutin our uniform
 24 karat my grills, I do what I want, bitch fuck how you feel
 Fuck a whole check up all on my nails
 I pull up in foreign and cut in my wheel, bye bitch
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
 ♪
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (them commas coming quick)
 Look
 I'm not a rider chick I'm a driver chick
 I could come get you instead
 I hope all of your homies got money, nigga
 Cause all of my bitches got bread
 Look, got a home girl out the west coast
 Swear to God I love that bitch
 Ask about us, any club, they gonna tell you we run that shit
 I'm like the strip club Mariah Carey
 Dominican, Halle Berry
 Hair be laid, bills be paid
 Still put bread on my nigga commissary
 If I want something, it's "whatever, cop it"
 Balenciaga, tell em check the closet
 Heard you fucking for that extra change
 That's why that pussy got that extra mileage
 I be rollin
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 ♪
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming (commas coming quick)
 
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (Them commas coming quick)
 
 Look
 Show you bitches how to do this shit
 Stand back while I demonstrate
 Pussy worth like a million dollars
 I think your nigga got expensive taste
 I'm not a bum bitch, I'm a boss bitch
 You sideline I'm centre stage
 I don't even get involved with it if it don't make me cum or it don't get me paid
 If it's not the money then it's "goofy, gone"
 Steal your man with my [?] on
 Whole team full of bad bitches and that Louboutin our uniform
 24 karat my grills, I do what I want, bitch fuck how you feel
 Fuck a whole check up all on my nails
 I pull up in foreign and cut in my wheel, bye bitch
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
 ♪
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (them commas coming quick)
 Look
 I'm not a rider chick I'm a driver chick
 I could come get you instead
 I hope all of your homies got money, nigga
 Cause all of my bitches got bread
 Look, got a home girl out the west coast
 Swear to God I love that bitch
 Ask about us, any club, they gonna tell you we run that shit
 I'm like the strip club Mariah Carey
 Dominican, Halle Berry
 Hair be laid, bills be paid
 Still put bread on my nigga commissary
 If I want something, it's "whatever, cop it"
 Balenciaga, tell em check the closet
 Heard you fucking for that extra change
 That's why that pussy got that extra mileage
 I be rollin
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin
 All my bitches rollin, rollin, rollin
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 Rollin, rollin, all my bitches rollin (all my bitches rollin)
 ♪
 Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
 All my bitches rollin and I love that shit (love that shit)
 

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Duration
03:34
Key
8
Tempo
121 BPM

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