Go down easy and let me take my time. Roll it over, let's take it from behind. Rock me slow till I lose my mind. It's only love, God knows it ain't no crime. Roll it over. You don't know how much it means to be here in your arms.

Tell 'em that I need more Tell 'em that we need more It's never, never been too late I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it Right now, right now, right now I know it's been a long, long It's been a long, long time A long time, I know it's

Now I'm out Oh out of control I was young I was foolish I was angry I was charming Tell me how have I changed Oh help me now

Hit it hard from the back Roll around on the front I know you've heard a lot of tracks But 12 Play is what you want Just let me call the studio Then we can go all night Girl I hope you can hang Cause I'm horny as hell tonight

You know how we roll nigga bring the noise Y'all don't wanna fuck with them boys Come on dog put away them toys 'Cause I'm a put in a clip and you'll get yours I smell pussy Smell pussy I'm a take it back to the shit talkin', slick talkin' Slap a nigga

Like I knew I would I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good I cheated myself I cheated myself Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out

You wanna be high for this Open your hand Take a glass Don't be scared I'm right here Even though You don't roll Trust me girl You don't know

Always on time 'cause my eyes is on my Rollie-olex I don't trust nobody, oh no (no, no, no!) I don't trust nobody, put my homies on the payroll Fuck with me now or you'll never know (never know!) My name Bobby Tarantino (Tarantino!) Logic ain't here

I got it big, I know I know, I know I know, I know, I got it big, I know Yeah, haha, yeah shout out to my brothers, turn it up! I put it on rollie, I'm drinkin' straight lean, a bitch is straight feelin' my diamonds I'm rollin' specific, my nigga you

Wait a while eternity Old Mother Nature's got nothin' on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now I'm rollin' my sweetheart I'm flowin' by God It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good We has turkey and pistols carved out of wood I dream of