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「WE ROLLIN'」の歌詞 LL Cool J

2008/9/24 リリース
作詞
CLARKE WILLIE JAMES,REID CLARENCE HENRY,SMITH JAMES TODD (US 1)
作曲
CLARKE WILLIE JAMES,REID CLARENCE HENRY,SMITH JAMES TODD (US 1)
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This is real baby

This is real
They love this

Hook:
Just sit back an relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil momma we rollin
We rollin we rollin
Candy paint on the lac
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
Yea I rap and I act god put me where I'm at
Lil momma we rollin

The PIMP the pockets are filthy the cars are sick b
The bars are milky
He hard to kill g
The god is real deep the coupdeville leanin
Pinky ring freezing
Creep with no ceiling
Keep the chrome beaming
Cold with no feeling
Rolling no pealing
Cruise the track
Candy paint on the lack
Shoes bigger than shaq
Lil momma relax
What he's wearing on his back
Is never of the rack
Todd Smith custom all the ladies lust him
They with him he crush them
We talking bout a mack
A pure bread dog not one of them alley cats
Thoro to the max Q Boro matter fact
Ice so sharp slice through your Caterac
Hard from the wars he's tough as a battle ax
Dont hatem cause he's hot god put him where's he at for sure

Just sit back an relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil momma we rollin
We rollin we rollin
Candy paint on the lac

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
Yea I rap and I act god put me where I'm at
Lil momma we rollin

Homie got the battles on chill
The modles looking ill
VIP locked down cracking them 100 dollar bills
Yankee hat low Todd Smith in rignstones
Your chick chose him let bigons be bigons
All these amature macks with their eye balls watery
Choosing honeys over money that's how the order be
Mean while he gets his statements quaterly
Starving on the comer acting drunk and disordely
Rellax in the Maybach getting your booze on
Seats is like a couch your torn cruise on
French pedicure with the Jimie chews on
He want to see more through something smooth on
The modem day Goldie game better than Kobe style
Doper than Codiene playing for his own team
When he walks up in the spot he's looking so clean
Rubbing money in your face like cold cream

Just sit back an relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil momma we rollin
We rollin we rollin
Candy paint on the lac
Shoes bigger than Shaq
Chrome beamin we rollin
We rollin we roliin
Picture a scene from the mack
Picture me on it like that
Quick get in we rollin
We rollin we rollin
Yea I rap and I act god put me where I'm at
Lil momma we rollin