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I got the sweetest rollin' Liquor pouring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity Yes I'm movin' When I do it to perfect I'm guessing I can grip on the cane/crane And keep progressing on the leather As I'm drippin' the paint Who rollin better? Sweetest rollin' Liquor pouring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity they be choosing When I do it like no other I love this making me feel I'll roll another hit the cop Hand gripping the wheel My nigga chill I was going by my game ,.. Switching lanes Cause the haters think I'm hiding But I ain't I'm working hard You never see me cause I'm gone Don't try to call not near my phone i'm in my zone No interruption no people cursing No call me ins this beat cause Beat me to concusions And there's nothing like a day When you can thug it alone With the top bed Riding on chrome blast in the sound For the players and the pimps The hookers and the hoes Who were hiding in the filth Popping trunk and slammin' dough So I gotta' go for broke I will not be exposed There's a joke I hope they see me Blowing smoke upon my nose And my bro/I'm broke I'm riding in the Asian v lane I get tickets cause they hate to see stains Watch me rip them in their face My music loud my speakers bang You talking down I'm coming up doing my thing I got the sweetest rollin' Liquor pouring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity Yes I'm movin' When I do it to perfect I'm guessing I can grip on the cane/crane And keep progressing on the leather As I'm drippin' the paint Who rollin better? Sweetest rollin' Liquor poring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity they be choosing When I do it like no other I love this making me feel I'll roll another hit the cop Hand gripping the wheel My nigga chill I've invent another left Note to self I am the coldest You work yourself to death But you never get promoted The gang will never change There's no way to control it If it was I've been knocking down the pants Like on bowling I'm fresh about the,. Not much different from yo' Don't fuck with haters So they can't do , pitching my ball Ain't no black on my wall Ain't no grammy to show And nobody put me on my feet And hand me the dough I got a dream and some hope A little dash full of wood ,,.. ,.. My name is steel I never will I keep it cool 'cause I'm real I act a fool when grippin' wheel When it's here it's overdue That show's approved /sure improved I got to sit there 45 between the 2's I do live in the,. Don't be confused We know commercials We got purple in my power circle ,,. I got the sweetest rollin' Liquor pouring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity Yes I'm movin' When I do it to perfect I'm guessing I can grip on the cane/crane And keep progressing on the leather As I'm drippin' the paint Who rollin' better? Sweetest rollin' Liquor poring Ashin' do be smoking Don't be fruity they be choosing When I do it like no other I love this making me feel I'll roll another hit the cop Hand gripping the wheel My nigga chill Sweetest rollin' The liquor is pouring We're outta' bad women Try to see where we're going Yeah they tryin' to see where we're going I'll tell her I'll be back in a moment We got the sweetest day rollin' The liquour is pouring I swear/saw a bad women Tryin' to see where we're going They wanna see where we're going But baby I'll be back in the morning Sweetest rollin' Liquor pouring |