Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that - TopicsExpress



          

Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist Women of your dreams sleep in my bed So I dont need your brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies like give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red Take shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this lets get it started The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank thats more hoes, nigga And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes Coppin them oldschools and puttin foreigns on the road Real talk and if my fuel get low I roll up another joint, take a shot and reload, pow
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 20:22:55 +0000

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