a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

roll on me - eastside 80's lyrics

[verse 1: boldy james]
hit the titty bar, came with the bands
yeah i look low key, but i came with my man
find the baddest b*tch in here, rain on her head
play it cool, fore i lay some change on your head
yeah i’m in this b*tch with a role on me
cuz sitting in the car with a pole on him
hit the splif, then she climbed up the pole on me
reached in my left pocket, put a role on her
b*tch i wanna uck, i don’t want your phone number
lord i ain’t k!ll bill, i’m a road runner
i could cook a brick up on a cold oven
all the blue strip hundreds, all the hoes love me

[chorus: eastside 80’s]
got [?], got choppers, got techs, lil n*gga [?] get your ass wet
and i don’t mean no disrespect, all my n*ggas getting money, and we came to blow a check
i’m in the club with a role on me
i’m in the club with a role on me
i’m in the club with a role on me
we be getting money boy, that’s why they told on me

[verse 2: eastside 80’s]
i’m in this b*tch with that low key
so you know i got it on me, [?]
roles in my robins, swishers full of og
rolling up exotic, and twisting up this [?]
keep them hoes [?], [?] k.o.d.gone off the molly, bussin it open on 4g
while i’m bustin bottles, feeling rosey on my gotee
tell them quit calling me private, i don’t know him, he don’t know me
[?] on my roli
all my b*tches suck and swallo, got that angelina jolie
let them try some stupid sh*t, i [?] homie
20 karots in my boots, [?]
[chorus: eastside 80’s]
got [?], got choppers, got techs, lil n*gga [?] get your ass wet
and i don’t mean no disrespect, all my n*ggas getting money, and we came to blow a check
i’m in the club with a role on me
i’m in the club with a role on me
i’m in the club with a role on me
we be getting money boy, that’s why they told on me

[verse 3: boldy james]
throw another role on another b*tch
i don’t ever tip her, she let my brother hit
order another round of 1’s, hoes loving it
last week you was all on another d*ck
we smoke the loudest of the loud out in public
hating n*ggas mad looking at me, lil son of b*tch
walk out the door laughing, having fun and sh*t
[?] so the sun can hit
n*ggas know [?]
in the club cause we ordered all the [?]
looking for them bags, caus we ordered all the fruit
got a role on me, i could put an order on your boo

- eastside 80s lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular