Roll on slow I got nowhere It was a sad old morning Roll on darling I'll take you with me Wherever I go That I've gotta be Take you walking Will you walk with me?

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high Get high, get high, get high, get high, get high Westside, westside, westside, westside, westside Put the purp in the blunt Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, I’m floatin' I'm gone Nigga blowing on that

And I'm never lookin' back I said all I need to see I don't want no more Walkin' blow walkin' slowly One thing make it all right Try to forget you like I said you Wanna tell this Rollin' walkin' walkin' slowly

Walking the blues Man slow down We'll get there take your time don't walk so fast Stay on your roller I don't blame people Saying "rocking the blues" 'Cause man this is it Now I think I'll relax That's the way to relax

It's my blood Spin me round roll me over Fuckin' circus Stab it down one way needle Pulled so slowly Drains and spills, soaks the pages fills their sponges Painted, big turned into one of his enemies Stab it down fill the pages suck the life out Maker of

Like a beer can in a truck bed I just wanna roll around with you On a slow ride in the sunset Bouncin' down a small town street Let's pop the top right off this thing I need a cold drink 'cause you're a hot mess Let the night do what it does best Shake

We can leave the night on Girl, you got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

What's going on in my mind When we're driving And you roll another one And when I need the fire You're always my lighter I see a light coming towards me Moving slowly, but coming quickly At the same time, I think it represents You say you can go faster,

I know you wanna love But I just wanna fuck And girl you know the deal I gotta keep it real I know you wanna see I know you wanna be In my B-E-D, grinding slowly I'ma rain on a bitch Rollie wrist, I'm the shit

Come together right now over me Here come ol' flat top He come groovin' up slowly He's got Joo Joo eyeball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine He's got toe jam football