Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
East Atlanta slum, man, is where I come Pass that bubble thrax and put bean on your tongue Now was gravy 'til your bitch came in 'Bout the same time that that kicked in
Now she ain't really pretty but she got a nice I'm up thinkin' this 'Buffie the Body' Ain't your name Trina? 'Cause you look like Janet Jackson I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for action
Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you flowin' Ridin' in my drop but I don't where I'm goin' On two eighty I keep ridin' in a circle The inside of my ride smellin' like a of purple
Gucci is time give me five more minutes And a cold orange 'cause I'm really really trippin' to the strip club and request that I'm da man The thing you know I was throwin' rubber bands
Is you Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you Bitch I be, bitch I might be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm from and this might be Nikes Come and run up on 'em wear your size, you wear my size I got a big mac, let's make fries
I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, disappear David Blaine Come back on the track with Mane I got ten pillz, ten hoes, I'ma run a chu-chu All through Atlanta, my new nickname is Gucci
I let 'em swallow, I show 'em how to use it man Want to my [Incomprehensible], make themselves a [Incomprehensible] chain You got bad bitches I suggest you do the same Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains
Wash 'em up then they brains If she swallow the bat and the ball she can roll with Jane I been a soldier boy, niggas the name I'll superman hoe and call her lower slang
Is you rollin'? Is you Is you Is you rollin'? Bitch I be, bitch I might be I might be, bitch I might be
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I might be, bitch I be
Mane on the fly, nigga get your mind right Or a crys by the twelve like a case of Sell a cush by a bell so you might shit tight See I'm 30 in the on a all night flight
I'm high like Fabo, hood like So me when to go like my name E-40 Like a rich rock star, nigga, I'm party Got a party of pillz that's at least 'bout 40
pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans Take two of these pillz, me in the morning thousand pillz man, I'm so real Three dollars for a pill, that's a damn good
Is you rollin'? Is you Is you rollin'? Is you I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, I might be
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up Bitch I might be, bitch I be Bitch I might be, bitch I be