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rick james (when i roll) dimèji x domingo prod. jrose - frshmnxvrsty lyrics

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hook:
when i roll
when i roll
i got money on the floor
i be juggin in the whip
man these b-tches come & go

when i roll
when i roll
i just p-ss her to my bro
time to cop a new whip
time to smoke another o

(x2)

verse 1 ( dimèji )

aye this that who that n-gga
with that dope sh-t
when i spit rhymes
i feed the hopeless
i been on the roll
suppyling that dope sh-t
man i been on the go
been dropping sum dope hits
told you boys dont f-ck with my clique
smoke that good
you got to light this
alll them hoes
i got to pipe quick
n-gga 4 backwoods and none of them spliff
mary jane im on my rick sh-t
had to f-ck a bopper
while driving her mother whip
had to cut her off
that b-tch on that other sh-t
i just hit the mall
im betting my poker chips
i just want em all
she filling up on the liq
she just throw it back
im filling up on her hip
and i be with my dawgs
like a n-gga mike vick
& f-ck saving up
whole check i spend
and we just tryna live
not to live to pay rent
summer time in your dorm room
getting bent
smoke a whole o
gotcha higher than a jet
now my mind way gone
i dont seem to recollect
checks!
im talking bout commas
i ain’t signing no deals
all these labels is wack
i need me blue hunnas
and a foreign b-tch
had to warn a b-tch
dont f-ck with me
dimèji puffin on that weed
might pull up
pull out in a v
got yo baby momma
wanting to see
and she can f-cking kick it
but you ain’t geting smoked
do you think im a joke
roll up a boat
for my n-ggas who know
for my n-ggas who know
aye!

hook

verse 2 (domingo)
oh
i miss my old git
but its too quiet
to get back on that old sh-t
shoulda kept my jimmy
to my motherf-cking lonesome
just like you told me
but the buzz getting bigger
like a gang of wasp
was f-cking approaching
like a blurry lens
that sh-t cut my focus
and now im the sh-t
now everybody and they mama
gonna f-cking nose this
and unlike moses
ima get my n-ggas to the promise land
where everything is f-cking gold
girls put white sh-t up they nose
stuff up their noses
to feel so f-cking important
praying my flame stays torching
pull up game mean
just like eric gordon
my new girl a stallion
but she dont got hair from no horses
goddam -ss well proportioned
come shop with a n-gga like me
so this gas can help me pay
my f-cking offerings
my momma don think her boy
don lost it
so dont come around here testing yo luck
just like wheel of fortune
you insane if you dont think
im bolton
ahead of these lames
and they mothef-cking sources
radio play gottem thinking
we on now
so they wanna f-cking go head
and throw some f-cking offers
pretty sure this honey jack f-cked up
my organs
homie just got back
and he balling with that .45
just like jordan
tax season
dont care about the cost brah
catch me day dreaming in lacoste brah
but the fact of the matter is
i just think im lost brah

hook

“me and my n-ggas be gone brah
pray that i never get lost brah
sorry she down for the cause brah”
x2

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