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Artist: Roscoe
Total songs: 5
Year:

Trouble Lyrics - Singles - Roscoe

Alright lets do this 

Yeah J-Weezy Bozzy J Well 

Yeah 

Young Sco Cal Holmes 

We About to do it real big 

take it somewhere we ain't never took it to before 

Outside 

 

[Verse 1: Roscoe] 

I just rolled up in my Benzo 

I just rolled up some of that you-know 

I just popped out of nowhere like whaddaya-know 

And I ain't going nowhere you know 

y'all don't know half of my scenario 

I got niggas all up in my cereal 

And don't know if its Applejacks or Cheerios 

y'all don't hear me though 

It ain't no clothes in your ear to scope 

See I just took over your stereo 

18 year old college material 

Puttin Philly on the map, philly on my cap 

The imperial superior 

And all the skirts want to give it to Sco 

Till these shirts mix skirts want to give it to Sco 

Stick works skinny work 

But I'd rather have a fatter 

If she pay em like she weigh em give it to Sco 

 

[Chorus: Roscoe] 2x 

See me my crew ain't- nothing but trouble 

And we be coming through like- nothing but trouble 

And niggaz tell us we ain't- nothing but trouble 

Especially me I ain't- nothing but trouble 

 

[Verse 2: Roscoe] 

Yeah Philly in the house, Philly in this mount 

Fitted on perfect, vest on the surface 

I did it on purpose, fresh out the circus 

I spit it so murderous, I'm crazy 

Going through a tough time, got me sippin JD 

Seeing in 3-D, see me in a G3 

Coastin postin roast it toast it off 

E & J G & J 

I hit the VMAs with THC 

All in my DNA I'm be -A-D 

Till the bone with the chrome 

Once again its on 

Club hoppin once we in the zone 

We gonna BLAZE, GUZZLE, RAY, BUBBLE, SHIZZLE 

Misbehave and start trouble 

SPARK, CHUG, BARK, BUZZ 

Dippin smashin why-A'in it up 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Verse 3: Roscoe] 

I rock the party that rocks the body 

Me Young Gotti we rock the party 

Now we all in the cleezy no ideezy 

Young Sco Gotti help me somebody 

High loaded fly molded 

Fry floatin shining glowing 

Signing flowing rising blowing 

Crackin poppin stackin dropping 

Platinum product alive in your ride up 

For all my survivors and riders 

We gets wasted faded 

Nice today enough for the rest of the night 

Triple XT but my vest just right 

Tech to my right with my neck full of ice 

I'ma link up with you later, aight? 

Take it or leave it I'm a playa for life 

 

[Chorus] 

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