Gucci Mane - Roll One

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[Chorus: Gucci Mane] Baby, you so fly, I gotta let you know something Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something Page one of them corner boys, them young niggas don't know nun Top grade marijuana, baby, I just wanna smoke something Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something I gotta let you know something, I'm gon' let you hold something [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Copped two girls look just like you and we gon' have a foursome I got so much dro to roll, I think I wanna roll one I ain't none of these average joe, respect the fact, got cabbage, ho I ain't no horse and carriage, ho, I'm not with no marriage, ho Gucci Mane go Macho Man on a bitch, Randy Savage If you sicker than a big dick [?] then Big Guwop got the antidote Diamonds on my pinky finger, same size as a cantaloupe [?] just like a antelope Gucci Mane just cuttin' down trees, you don't know, bitch, call Geronimo This money got me ten times more swagged out than I was a month ago And this paper got me too turnt up, just blasted off a blunt ago I turn Cassie to a nasty ho, Rihanna to a classy ho [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Baby, you so fly, I gotta let you know something Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something Page one of them corner boys, them young niggas don't know nun Top grade marijuana, baby, I just wanna smoke something Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something I gotta let you know something, I'm gon' let you hold something See Gucci Mane LiveGet tickets as low as $357[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Get you out them panties, lay you on that sofa It's just like a sandwich, come and eat this cold cut Baby girl feelin' herself, hands on her hips like "So what?" Swear to God she bent down for too long, it's time to go up Lil money, bitch, it's time to grow up Get to grindin', grab the weed, get the blunts and roll up Them club owners know what's up, them girls wanna roll with us They love how we showin' up, show up, big faces, throw up Me and Gucci brought cash to the club Smokin' out the bag in the club Hold on, gotta gas in the club Rich Homie bitch got the fattest ass in the club Niggas mad in the club Bitch [?] We gon' pull up last to the club Me and Meech still passin' on girls Drivin' with money, got cash in the car, shawty [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Baby, you so fly, I gotta let you know something Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something Page one of them corner boys, them young niggas don't know nun Top grade marijuana, baby, I just wanna smoke something Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one? Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something I gotta let you know something, I'm gon' let you hold something
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