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• Artiste: K Camp
• Titre: Rolling
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Rolling down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you I said rollin' down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice Got me trippin' on you, you, you Riding 'round the city, windows up Windows up, whip cloudy JR right beside me He just copped the brand new Audi Oh lodi dadi, we rock the party Nine right beside me, don't bother me, buddy Lately I just noticed I been smokin' like Snoop Naw I'm playing but I'm still mixing gin with the juice Looking for CC, oh how she need me That bitch still basic, still rocking BB Laughing like hehe, how can I call it? Oh I just love my lil bitch from New Orleans I-20 pushing, I know you looking Her presence, I cherish, my bitch is so gorgeous Shawty I'm pouring the gin and the juice You on my mind, I don't know what to do But I know if she fuck up, then we through But right now I'm still fucking with you Rolling down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you I said rollin' down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice Got me trippin' on you, you, you All up in a nigga face with the same game Let me tell you what I'm gon' do I hop on my sike life, night life Nigga make a dream come true for you Now turn the beat down G style Everybody know my heat go boom Splash and mash and pictures flashing Man my life so cool Let me get back to the camp I'm rapping now, cookies in the bag And the vast amounts mixed in with peaches n cream Creep on the scene Crip nigga with the thief and the scene The war deep with the team Late night creep on 'em, I mean Hit 'em with lot botta bing All about the money in the green Top down, drop down on 'em clean Rolling down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you I said rollin' down the street with my shades on Sippin' on gin and juice I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on You got me trippin' on you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Got me trippin' on you, you, you Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice Got me trippin' on you, you, you