We Rollin' Lyrics - Exit 13 - Ll Cool J

Ha ha ha! 

This is real baby, this is real 

They love this 

[Chorus] 

Just sit back and relax, Bentley seats in the back 

Lil' momma we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) 

Candy paint on the 'llac, shoes bigger than Shaq 

Chrome beamin we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) 

Picture a scene from The Mack, picture me on it like that 

Quick get in, we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) 

Yeah I rap and I act, God could be where I'm at 

Lil' momma we rollin (WE ROLLIN, WE ROLLIN) 

The P-I-M-P, the pockets are filled deep 

The cars are sick B, the bars is milky 

He hard to kill G, the God is real deep 

The Coupe Deville leanin, pinky ring freezin 

Creep with no ceiling, keep the chrome beamin 

Cold with no feelings, rollin, dough pealin 

Cruise the track, candy paint on the 'llac 

Shoes bigger than Shaq, lil' momma relax 

What he wearin on his back, is never off the rack 

Todd Smith custom, all the ladies lust him 

They with him, he crush them, we talkin 'bout a mack 

A purebred dog, not one of them alley cats 

Thorough to the max, Q-boro matter fact 

Ice so sharp it slice through your cataracts 

Hard from the wars, he tough as a battleaxe 

Don't hate him cause he hot, God put him where he at 

Fo' sho'! 

[Chorus] 

Truly got the bottles on chill, the models lookin ill 

V.I.P. locked down, crackin them hundred dollar bills 

Yankee hat low, Todd Smith the rhinestones 

Your chick chose him, let him bygones be bygones 

All these, amateur macks with they eyeballs watery 

Choosin honies over money that's how the order be 

Meanwhile he gets his statements quarterly 

Your starvin on the corner actin drunk and disorderly 

Relax in the Maybach, gettin your booze on 

Seats is like a couch, get your Tom Cruise on 

French pedicure with the Jimmy Chu's on 

He wanna see more he throw somethin smooth on 

The modern day Goldie, game better than Kobe 

Style dope than codeine, playin for his own team 

When he walk up in the spot, he lookin so clean 

Rubbin money in your face like cold cream 

[Chorus] 

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