Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Roll It Up lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Roll It Up lyrics]
I'm in the car, to the door, in the bar
To the dance floor lookin' for the ladies
With the wiggle real low
I see you movin' like a snake
Rhythm huggin' your curves
Shakin, like ain't nobody shakin'
Better than her house is packed
We're moving from front to back
Took my seat in VIP, and ordered a Cognac
Pull out my product sack
And commenced the break down here baby
You puff? grab up a seat and sit down
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight
Four blunts later
And two and a half bottles of Don P
Followed by four shots of whiskey
Had me tipsy but I still had game
And thoughts are still running up
In ol' girl's frame
Now I don't pimp skirts, I lift skirts
And then serve, my dang dang and beat it
Up until your 'nanny hurts
What do you say we leave this place
And get a bit to eat
And maybe after that I can toss you up
In the backseat
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight
Back in the car, now we on the road
Is when she acting all freaky, out of control
Said the way she worked up in the club
That wasn't shit
And I should see her when she butt naked
Working the dick
Ain't no point, just imagining
I'm headed to the Quality Inn
To get some quality skins, from this trick
She put it on me
Then straight fked me to death
But ain't no stopping a player when
There's still a blunt left
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight
To the dance floor lookin' for the ladies
With the wiggle real low
I see you movin' like a snake
Rhythm huggin' your curves
Shakin, like ain't nobody shakin'
Better than her house is packed
We're moving from front to back
Took my seat in VIP, and ordered a Cognac
Pull out my product sack
And commenced the break down here baby
You puff? grab up a seat and sit down
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight
Four blunts later
And two and a half bottles of Don P
Followed by four shots of whiskey
Had me tipsy but I still had game
And thoughts are still running up
In ol' girl's frame
Now I don't pimp skirts, I lift skirts
And then serve, my dang dang and beat it
Up until your 'nanny hurts
What do you say we leave this place
And get a bit to eat
And maybe after that I can toss you up
In the backseat
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight
Back in the car, now we on the road
Is when she acting all freaky, out of control
Said the way she worked up in the club
That wasn't shit
And I should see her when she butt naked
Working the dick
Ain't no point, just imagining
I'm headed to the Quality Inn
To get some quality skins, from this trick
She put it on me
Then straight fked me to death
But ain't no stopping a player when
There's still a blunt left
We gon' roll it up, come on girl
Pour some more drink in my cup (turn it up)
You know that I came to get right
(turn it up)
And the party don't stop till sunlight