Let Me Roll Lyrics - The World Is Yours - Scarface

Ah, it's jumpin' off in H-Town, baby 

He he he 

Strictly for the funk lovers 

Give it to me 

And we really want the whole world to see 

How it goes 

We want your mind to blow, baby 

When you free your mind and let it float 

Let me roll 

We want your mind to blow 

Just let us hang with you 

Hangin' in the hood, just shootin' the breeze 

My partners on the cut smokin' swisher sweets 

Trippin' on the hoochies, rollin' by in they rides 

Guzzlin' up a forty ounce of cold St. Ides 

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Jammin' to a tape to my partner had made 

Growin' up in the Hood' bein' mixed with Face 

Swisher sweet's a killer, feelin' nothin' but nice 

Reached in my pocket for the old school dice 

Pulled out a knot and dropped the dice on the flo' 

And asked my partner Mike what they hittin' fo' 

Pulled out a yard and said, "We bettin' a dove" 

Tee Lee Baby, show your partner some love 

Kickin' back fadin', put the flame to the joint 

3-2, drop baby, 3-2's your point 

Back in the do' with a fo' and a ace 

Picked up his ends and waved the dice in my face 

And then he hollered out, "School house" 

Schooled 'em again, now D's come in ounce 

And walked away from the crap game broke 

But it ain't no thing, yo, just let a brother smoke 

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Let me roll 

We want your mind to blow 

Just got some things to do 

Back on the creep after losin' some change 

Seen my partner [unverified], Big Chief and James 

Creepin' on the boulevard, actin' a fool 

Trippin' on the broads at the old school 

Music bumpin' hard, never turnin' it down 

Trunk super tight with surround-by sound 

Paint job crackin' 'cause the punch ain't fade 

Jammin' that brand new 2Low tape 

Windows all smokey, blowin' coke-laced seed 

I'm throwin' up the deuce to the HPD 

Now they lookin crazy like I sold the hay 

Just another day in the heart of S.A. 

Roll a little further there, I seen O.G. 

With his brother named [unverified], S.A. O.G. 

They chopped up the hood, so I'm chunkin' it back 

And then they pulled out a 200 dollar sack 

When I saw it I almost choked 

Twist your partner one, big baby 

Just let your partner smoke 

Let me roll 

We want your mind to blow 

We got some things to do 

Smokin' on some lovely, now I'm feelin' fine 

It's jumpin' off at the 9.9 

5th Ward in the house with the S.A. fools 

Ain't no set trippin' 'cause we all so cool 

Drinkin' up the bottle, gettin' drunk as a skunk 

That 151 just ain't no punk 

Hit the stage and grabbed the mic and started flexin' styles 

A stage full of tight MC's goin buckwild 

Now throw your hands in the air like that 

On the wheels of steel is my homie Lonnie Mack 

Gettin' down on his own 

Now I'm finna pass my partner Jay the microphone 

Throw your hands in the air like that 

Northside where you at, where you at, where you at? 

Throw your hands in the air like that 

Southside where you at, where you at, where you at? 

Throw your hands in the air like that 

Eastside where you at, where you at, where you at? 

Throw your hands in the air like that 

Westside where you at, where you at, where you at? 

Let me roll 

We want your mind to blow 

Let me roll 

We want your mind to blow 

We got some things to do 

Just let us hang with you 

We some drink for you 

My partner Jay's