Rollin' On 20's Lyrics - Lil' Flip

Here we go, welcome to my world nigga 

Of Cadillac's and stacks 

Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back 

Uh, I know you see us 

You wanna be us 

With Jam Master Jay on my Adidas 

Plus I ride around in two-seata's 

I hope it's cold 'cause I'm comin' wit my heata 

I'm on the Fleeta, doin' 150 

Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin' 

And if I hit one time, she's limpin' 

And if he trick one dime, he's simpin' 

'Cause we don't do it like that over here 

All we do is grip grain on the stair 

Like Killer Mike all I do is dream about sex 

But when I wake up, I have a dream about a check 

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And after that I burn rubber 

When I jump in my Vette' 

Yet his hoes raise up 

But it ain't come out yet, I'm speed racin' 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

I pulled up with the top off 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off 

I got a need for speed, get in da truck wit me 

Or we can start in the Bentley doin' a buck fifty 

I'm so gangsta, chickenheads don't wanna fuck wit me 

But you can love me or hate me, baby, you're stuck wit me 

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And I'm a fluff till the police come and get me 

We run dis city, you can't do nothin' wit me 

It's young red ya'll, I'm rollin' somethin' sticky 

You see them 20's, believe they worth three a penny 

And I ain't really got nuthin' to lose 

So announce on 22's, start spreadin' the news 

Let's speed it up a little, hoes love to choose 

Soon as they spot the drop, man, it gotta be the shoes 

The fast lane is where a nigga live e'er night 

Look for the grain, stay away from the red light 

Them old folks hear me creepin' up the street 

'Cause they know I got them, I got them woofers in my jeep, nigga 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

I pulled up with the top off 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

We never lose sleep, lemme 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

You can't even breath in it 

Say, there go the laws, man 

Where, where 

They gettin' behind us right now 

Stop lyin' man, you lyin' 

Don't worry about it, we in a Lamborghini, man, I'm gone 

I got a Lambo, I got a drop jag 

Plus I got a Harley bike, nigga top that 

Now e'erbody be like where you shop at 

And they be askin' dumb shit like where you got that 

That's when I look back and say I'm a superstar 

And if it cost a hundred grand it's a super car 

I'm still ballin', 20 still crawlin' 

Like retarded kids, my DVD's stallin' 

Lakers still callin' but we already signed 

We about to be legends like Morris Day & the Time 

When Paul gave me a call, man I had to do it 

I gotta rep where I'm from so I had to screw it, uh 

I'm from the home of the Houston Texans 

The only horse we ride is in our Lexus 

Nowadays, everybody wanna chop on blades 

But we been doin' that, so ya'll better behave 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

I pulled up with the top off 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

We never lose sleep, lemme 

On 20's, on 20's 

Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' 

These hoes grinnin' 

You can't even breath in it