My world, rhyme vicious White girl, team full of bad bitches Cotton candy, laced in gold Stack that money, sushi roll Bottles up, feeling throw'd V.I.P it, overload George tell em next, half a mill Ugh, hands in the air This is for the bitches getting

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.

I wish you were on it And you know the way I could use a little Henny right now Rushin' over, runnin' into my house Just want you back, tears rollin' down your face Drop your keys on my hardwood floor Kiss me like you never kissed me before And girl I

Rollin' white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, slow tide Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin' whoaoaoh So just watchin' her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them, wack caps rolling over

Then get high at night All my girls do yoga All my girls do yoga, hey Throw it back, make me feel like a winner Caught shawty in the Rover, she said she a smoker But the girl ain't a roller, shawty colder than a cola She don't even want me, 'cause she

Wherever she goes, I go, we roll, we go Flying over cities down to Rio, it's real Love that I feel, well nothing lasts forever But I'm down for the minute so just chill

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.

Rolling over Falling into jaws Teeth that chatter It distracts them all The Fiji mermaid She will let it know Time is coming to feed and know Myth or legend Nymph tale washed ashore

We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin’, front seat leanin’ Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American

And no one called us to the land Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine And no