Roll Sumthin' Songtext
von Choclair
Roll Sumthin' Songtext
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
You know
Walk slow to this one right here
Real slow to this, yeah
Knees bendin′ like eighty degrees
Yo, yo
I only deal with the funk when high off the skunk
My mind walks crooked, my brain walks plump
Choclair, chizzy, not give you what you want
Like, fuck it, y'all really don′t want it
I see them butterflies in your stomach
Nervous 'cause Mr. Blake Sav' man cometh
To raise the bar, come through with a knife and fork
To clear your plate and leave you starved
With hooks that challenge Abdul-Jabbar
That leaves you shamed like past of the stripes and stars
See, my mindset′s like the sun with one day left
Deep freeze on my enemies when they try to challenge these MCs
While the bars straight dancin′ in the breeze, now stop it
I'm tryna make this money, nigga, roll somethin′
Don't even have to compromise nothin′
These niggas straight talkin', ain′t sayin' nothin'
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin′
Yo, yo, Socks
If they got theirs, then why they got they eyes on mine?
You never see Saukrates rollin′ with nothin' less than a dime
Swollen pockets and niggas that′s pressed for time
Watch it 'cause they anxious
Rollin′ so deep, we sank ya
Street fighter, fake niggas shootin' blankers
I spanked your ho and told her thanks for the dough
She licked my balls, stank pussy froze
I′m on some gettin' dough
Put the yeast in, watch it grow
Niggas in the belly of beast for the size of my escrow
Pay no taxes without the hot flashes
Anxiety attacks and stress
I'm sayin′ hold up
My Spidey sense get intense when the po-po roll up
′Cause they always wanna fuck with a nigga
Beat 'em with phone books and shake them bucks from a nigga
Yo, I′m tryna get this money, pig, roll somethin'
You′d rather kill my ass than smoke somethin'
Yo, you fake niggas, psh, ain′t sayin' nothin'
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin′
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
Now on the twenty-seventh of the third, year of seven-five
The newest rapper from the East side came alive
Cats that shoot forty-fives in they sides
My back sore, my balls, work hard on tour
Hard on the wall, on the bed, on the floor
Got compassion, I′ll be like "Peace" when I'm gone
Can find me at the ball in a room full of awards
And ladies now, yo, the same old song
I move how I groove and groove how I talk
And talk how I walk and walk how I groove
Socks dropped Brick House and bust right through
Uh, next came Chocs, then Kardinal too
Julie B, Solitaire, and Y. Diggy
Just to name a few, we be that famous crew
Circle, rockin′ that rap to purple
The T-dot O-dot come to hurt you, we boss
See, I'm tryna make this money, nigga, roll somethin'
Don′t even have to compromise nothin′
All these niggas straight talkin', ain′t sayin' nothin′
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin'
Yo, I′m tryna get this money, Chocs roll somethin'
They'd rather kill my ass than smoke somethin′
Yo, them fake niggas, psh, ain′t sayin' nothin′
Choclair and Big Socks got they Cadillacs bumpin'
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don't wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
′Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
See, we′re backstage, we're hangin′ out
He's definitely lookin′ interested
You know, I'm wearin′ my nice tight skirt, whatever the case
Oh, the red one?
Yeah, we're talkin', he′s lookin′ at me
And I really think I'm goin′ back to the hotel, right?
That's cool
So, like, you know, he′s lookin' at his boy
Tellin′ him, you know, let's go type of thing
So he leaves for a moment and that's it
Like, where is this guy? He′s not comin′ back for me?
What?
Like, who the fuck does he think he is?
You know
Walk slow to this one right here
Real slow to this, yeah
Knees bendin′ like eighty degrees
Yo, yo
I only deal with the funk when high off the skunk
My mind walks crooked, my brain walks plump
Choclair, chizzy, not give you what you want
Like, fuck it, y'all really don′t want it
I see them butterflies in your stomach
Nervous 'cause Mr. Blake Sav' man cometh
To raise the bar, come through with a knife and fork
To clear your plate and leave you starved
With hooks that challenge Abdul-Jabbar
That leaves you shamed like past of the stripes and stars
See, my mindset′s like the sun with one day left
Deep freeze on my enemies when they try to challenge these MCs
While the bars straight dancin′ in the breeze, now stop it
I'm tryna make this money, nigga, roll somethin′
Don't even have to compromise nothin′
These niggas straight talkin', ain′t sayin' nothin'
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin′
Yo, yo, Socks
If they got theirs, then why they got they eyes on mine?
You never see Saukrates rollin′ with nothin' less than a dime
Swollen pockets and niggas that′s pressed for time
Watch it 'cause they anxious
Rollin′ so deep, we sank ya
Street fighter, fake niggas shootin' blankers
I spanked your ho and told her thanks for the dough
She licked my balls, stank pussy froze
I′m on some gettin' dough
Put the yeast in, watch it grow
Niggas in the belly of beast for the size of my escrow
Pay no taxes without the hot flashes
Anxiety attacks and stress
I'm sayin′ hold up
My Spidey sense get intense when the po-po roll up
′Cause they always wanna fuck with a nigga
Beat 'em with phone books and shake them bucks from a nigga
Yo, I′m tryna get this money, pig, roll somethin'
You′d rather kill my ass than smoke somethin'
Yo, you fake niggas, psh, ain′t sayin' nothin'
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin′
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
Now on the twenty-seventh of the third, year of seven-five
The newest rapper from the East side came alive
Cats that shoot forty-fives in they sides
My back sore, my balls, work hard on tour
Hard on the wall, on the bed, on the floor
Got compassion, I′ll be like "Peace" when I'm gone
Can find me at the ball in a room full of awards
And ladies now, yo, the same old song
I move how I groove and groove how I talk
And talk how I walk and walk how I groove
Socks dropped Brick House and bust right through
Uh, next came Chocs, then Kardinal too
Julie B, Solitaire, and Y. Diggy
Just to name a few, we be that famous crew
Circle, rockin′ that rap to purple
The T-dot O-dot come to hurt you, we boss
See, I'm tryna make this money, nigga, roll somethin'
Don′t even have to compromise nothin′
All these niggas straight talkin', ain′t sayin' nothin′
Choclair and Big Socks got your Cadillacs bumpin'
Yo, I′m tryna get this money, Chocs roll somethin'
They'd rather kill my ass than smoke somethin′
Yo, them fake niggas, psh, ain′t sayin' nothin′
Choclair and Big Socks got they Cadillacs bumpin'
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don′t wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
'Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
You don't wanna fuck with Socks and Chocs
′Cause they be the bomb
My nigga, they be the bomb
See, we′re backstage, we're hangin′ out
He's definitely lookin′ interested
You know, I'm wearin′ my nice tight skirt, whatever the case
Oh, the red one?
Yeah, we're talkin', he′s lookin′ at me
And I really think I'm goin′ back to the hotel, right?
That's cool
So, like, you know, he′s lookin' at his boy
Tellin′ him, you know, let's go type of thing
So he leaves for a moment and that's it
Like, where is this guy? He′s not comin′ back for me?
What?
Like, who the fuck does he think he is?
Writer(s): Karl Amani Wailoo, Kareem A Blake Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
