Texty

She wanna roll me and it feel good But she'd chop a forest down to save some wood She wanna roll me and it feel good (good love) But she'd chop the forest just to make some She wanna roll me She wanna roll me Roll me up into a spliff and smoke me Don't worry about second hand, it's okay Sharing all our fantasies, it's okay (She wanna roll me) Ain't in love, but we pushin' like we soulmates (She wanna roll me and it feel good) If you 'bout to sit, let me be your throne, babe (She wanna roll me) Today, we don't have to be alone, babe (She wanna roll me and it feels good) It's okay, it's okay, it's o- Yeah, infatuation her occupation Seduce anybody for a pay cheque Jump on any train for its station God Lord, this predator be patient Sweet smile while decapitated Use my whole life for her apron Get me dirty for her cut of bacon She tried to sell my soul on patron Had me movin' like a pagan Not the first under her domination Played me how she played him, yeah Only reason I'm rappin' is to meet Rihanna Read the banner, say, "British brudda" Just speakin' with a decent swagger Tried to paint the picture, peep the splatter Raised in London from the island where the beaches blacker Speak my grammar till my p's are fatter Aim for the top till the ceilin' shatter You're not a rapper, you're a decent actor And I wrote the script, so cease your chatter Pass me the piece of ladder, made it with a little piece captured Of time, in music form, so I see backwards The key to life isn't supposed to be factored We all made of matter, so we matter But she swings the hammer 'til the peace shatter Wantin' life served on a green platter Got to act right before your peeps scatter If you smoke every friend, you start to breathe daggers Take a lesson from my tome, time to read chapters She wanna roll me She wanna roll me Roll me up into a spliff and smoke me Don't worry about second hand, it's okay Sharing all our fantasies, it's okay (She wanna roll me) Ain't in love, but we pushin' like we soulmates (She wanna roll me and it feel good) If you 'bout to sit, let me be your throne, babe (She wanna roll me) Today, we don't have to be alone, babe (She wanna roll me and it feels good) It's okay and she told me Ayy, you're movin' mad, it's cool Me, I move mad too A screw loose weren't the only thing that got me movin' From me to you, there weren't enough excuses Attemptin' fruitless pursuits, it's cool You got stuff to do Me, I got the stuff to do Didn't take much for me to mean not enough for you You see it? How those words tend to mean things Tension to feelings, resentment to leaving I left it, saw things, clocked it, seen it Knee deep in it, probably didn't mean sh- Now we're beefin', it's a shame, but that's freedom We're beefin', it's a shame, but that's freedom That's freedom, ain't it? There's a price to pay, ain't no feelin', ain't it? So I had to make my way Carve out space Feel it again Not much more to say See you later, man She wanna roll me She wanna roll me Roll me up into a spliff and smoke me Don't worry about second hand, it's okay Sharing all our fantasies, it's okay (She wanna roll me) Ain't in love, but we pushin' like we soulmates (She wanna roll me and it feel good) If you 'bout to sit, let me be your throne, babe (She wanna roll me and it feels good) Today, we don't have to be alone, babe (She wanna roll me and it feels good) It's okay and she told me
Writer(s): Keith Thomas Brian, Benjamin Winans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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