Terrace Martin - Roll Up Lyrics Ft Wiz Khalifa Terrace Martin - Roll Up Lyrics Ft Wiz Khalifa

Terrace Martin - Roll Up Lyrics Ft Wiz Khalifa



Roll Up Lyrics - Terrace Martin Ft. Wiz Khalifa

Off Terrace's and Devi Dev's "Here, My Dear" dropping this Sept. 28!


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[Verse]
welcome to here my dear, oh who am I im terrace martin,
no not terrence not terrence, terrece martin,
BUt thats over dose over there oh him with the {P} hat,
thats whiz khalifa yahh. you know im hi till i die when i rool threw walk right past you nigga i dont know you brought a couple g's and my niggas all g's im just tryin to see what a couple of these hoes do got a bottle in my hand and a blunt to little mode act bad but she want to heard i ends yah that money i spend tell her if she got friends and she roolin they can come too, yah but dont say shit, love how ya ass move like a earth quake hit kush in my lungs im higher than a space ship different color diamonds on my chain on some space shit you should be drankin so fill your cup dont know about you but me im tryin to get fucked up and if things go how i need them to go i'm a have me a bad lil bitch in my truck yah ( *Since I don't know what else to say I guess I'm just, roll up another one*)

[Chorus from latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com]
Since I don't know what else to say
I guess I'm just, roll up another one
(repeat)

[Verse 2]
you know im high til i die when i roll through walk right past you nigga i dont know you brought a couple g's and my niggas all g's
im just really tryna see what a couple of these hoes do
got a bottle in my hand and a blunt too
lil model act bad but she want to
heard i got ends yeah that money i spend
tell her if she got friends and she rollin they can come too
yeah, but dont say shit, love how ya ass move like a earth quake hit
kush in my lungs im higher than a space ship different color diamonds on my chain on some space shit
you should be drankin so fill your cup
dont know about you but me im gettin fucked up
and if things go how i need them to go i'm a have me a bad lil bitch in my truck, yeah

( *Since I don't know what else to say I guess I'm just, roll up another one*)

gotta pittsburgh fitted and my chucks on
lookin for a bad bitch, so i can get sucked on
need me a champion,shawty gotta win
drinkin all night don't matter what i gotta spend
homie i get high, so a nigga just senseless
and i'm reall fly, so my hoes are expensive
i'ma young guy, gettin dumb riches
so i don't got time for the hood rat bitches- yea
so i ball no fade away
these yellow diamonds and my charms while the haters hate
them hoes fight for ya boy like flava flav
take you home, bend you over like a paper plate
you look good in ya outift, i'm tryna see how that thang look when you out of it
i'm gone live how i live
take a bad lil bitch to the crib

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Song Information
Title: Roll Up
Artist: Terrace Martin
Length: 5:04
Type: Full CDQ Mastered
Album: Here, My Dear
Genre: Rap Reggae
Producer: N/A
Label: N/A




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3 comments:

  1. welcome to here my dear, oh who am I im terrace martin, no not terrence not terrence, terrece martin, BUt thats over dose over there oh him with the {P} hat, thats whiz khalifa yahh. you know im hi till i die when i rool threw walk right past you nigga i dont know you brought a couple g's and my niggas all g's im just tryin to see what a couple of these hoes do got a bottle in my hand and a blunt to little mode act bad but she want to heard i ends yah that money i spend tell her if she got friends and she roolin they can come too, yah but dont say shit, love how ya ass move like a earth quake hit kush in my lungs im higher than a space ship different color diamonds on my chain on some space shit you should be drankin so fill your cup dont know about you but me im tryin to get fucked up and if things go how i need them to go i'm a have me a bad lil bitch in my truck yah ( *Since I don't know what else to say I guess I'm just, roll up another one*)

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  2. [2nd verse]

    gotta pittsburgh fitted and my chucks on
    lookin for a bad bitch, so i can get sucked on
    need me a champion,shawty gotta win
    drinkin all night don't matter what i gotta spend
    homie i get high, so a nigga just senseless
    and i'm reall fly, so my hoes are expensive
    i'ma young guy, gettin dumb riches
    so i don't got time for the hood rat bitches- yea
    so i ball no fade away
    these yellow diamonds and my charms while the haters hate
    them hoes fight for ya boy like flava flav
    take you home, bend you over like a paper plate
    you look good in ya outift, i'm tryna see how that thang look when you out of it
    i'm gone live how i live
    take a bad lil bitch to the crib

    ReplyDelete
  3. you know im high til i die when i roll through walk right past you nigga i dont know you brought a couple g's and my niggas all g's
    im just really tryna see what a couple of these hoes do
    got a bottle in my hand and a blunt too
    lil model act bad but she want to
    heard i got ends yeah that money i spend
    tell her if she got friends and she rollin they can come too
    yeah, but dont say shit, love how ya ass move like a earth quake hit
    kush in my lungs im higher than a space ship different color diamonds on my chain on some space shit
    you should be drankin so fill your cup
    dont know about you but me im gettin fucked up
    and if things go how i need them to go i'm a have me a bad lil bitch in my truck, yeah

    ( *Since I don't know what else to say I guess I'm just, roll up another one*)

    gotta pittsburgh fitted and my chucks on
    lookin for a bad bitch, so i can get sucked on
    need me a champion,shawty gotta win
    drinkin all night don't matter what i gotta spend
    homie i get high, so a nigga just senseless
    and i'm reall fly, so my hoes are expensive
    i'ma young guy, gettin dumb riches
    so i don't got time for the hood rat bitches- yea
    so i ball no fade away
    these yellow diamonds and my charms while the haters hate
    them hoes fight for ya boy like flava flav
    take you home, bend you over like a paper plate
    you look good in ya outift, i'm tryna see how that thang look when you out of it
    i'm gone live how i live
    take a bad lil bitch to the crib

    ReplyDelete