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Correct Can I Roll Lyrics
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Correct Can I Roll
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[Verse 1: Jay Rock] Riding in my Chevy, 66' to be exact Pussy wet paint, got the rims to match Old school 'Lac, sitting on the white walls Pull up, hop out, while she drop drawers Hol up, take a look at my wheels They wonder how I fit sixes on a Chevy Chevelle- easy Got a 454 on the hood Line it up if your car go fast as it should Slow it down, hit switches till I'm breaking the frame In the Regal three wheelin' it, switchin' them lanes Ain't nothin change but the interior in my Lincoln Turn on the AC, kush got the whole car stinkin' High creeping call up in that glass house Turn on my 4 15's and then I stab out Bitches love it when the top's down Jay Rock roll king in my compound [Hook: Ab-Soul] I got that 64 rack top In that glass house Make the boppers turn they head Once I pull them Chevy's out (I'm talkin' [?] wheels) It's something mental, it's monumental I know That's why they screaming "Can I Roll?" [Verse 2: Jay Rock] On a 105, me and my niggas trailin' Switching lanes, whippin' that 10 before 7 That's 6:50, hop in the Chevy Silverado Big Truck driving, big Glocs aside me 2010 'Maro, Radley stripes 180 on the dash chrome on the pipes, yeah In that challenger I ride like a star Bad bitch ride shotgun lickin' my balls She don't want the hotel, she wanna fuck in the car So we in the backseat while I'm up in her walls, whoa Don't get it twisted, still dippin the [?] On vogues, what? Nigga I'm no joke [Hook] [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Yeah, young baller on a budget 'Prolly frontin, Rock lemme borrow the Cutlass I swear the hoes will think I'm stuntin' like the daredevil You know the real thick ones? Preferably high yellow I'll bring it back in one piece my nig Cuz you know what they be sayin' in the streets my nig? "Them Top Dog mofucka's, they be doin' it big, like Fuckin' bad bitches, but I ain't that with it! They better check my statistics Had the hubcaps missin' on a bucket Now I pull up to the club in something on sixes Hop out the back seat, they on my dick in a instant Like "Can we roll Ab-Soul?", No, "Asshole!" Ha, and I might be in that old school With a A-Track still in it, the speakers still kickin' Like bad breath, who wanna cross paths next? Pay attention, fresh paint, Altoid, mint-condition Yeah, Soul!!
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