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

By the rivers of my mem'ry It's knowing that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowing I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the

Only my mama done seen me cry, this my life I'll be thuggin' till the day I die, this my life You niggas don't know me You can't slow me down, you can't hold me So I'mma keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' goin' on strong They say why you so

Second floor of my hotel I'm rollin' up bout' to blaze It's on now To this Frankie Beverly and Mase As our days about to pass And our days in the past He said my mind free So my mind free at last

Young nigga, rich nigga, I'm a bad bitch getter Fuck nigga, hoe nigga, I don't fuck with broke niggas Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, nigga You ain't know, now you know, nigga, Hi-Tec pour a four, nigga Bitch roll me my sack before I

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'm smoking everywhere I go (No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm blowin' every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that, fire that,

Love's still in my brain I'm gon' fill this up, you gon' roll this up Driver pulling up with no delay We gon' throw it up, now we feel the rush Never gave a fuck 'bout what they say This what we living for We fall in love every single night and every day

I'm in a band, yeah, yeah. I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... I'm in a band.... a rock an' roll band.... For many a year, I was so confused, (An') Didn't know what to play. But then I met a man, who picked up his horn, An' showed us just what, to

We can't move to this We can't even talk, boy We don't even kiss Now I'm giving you up tonight It never works And I'm dancing on my own because You're not in love We can't move together Used to roll in perfect motion, easy