We Rollin' (Explicit) - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)
Written by：Clarence ReidQuentin StaplesJames Todd SmithWillie Clarke
Ha ha ha
This is real baby this is real
They love this
Just sit back and relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Candy paint on the 'llac
Shoes bigger than Shaq
Chrome beamin we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Picture a scene from The Mack
Picture me on it like that
Quick get in we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Yeah I rap and I act
God could be where I'm at
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
The P-I-M-P the pockets are filled deep
The cars are sick B the bars is milky
He hard to kill G the God is real deep
The Coupe Deville leanin pinky ring freezin
Creep with no ceiling keep the chrome beamin
Cold with no feelings rollin dough pealin
Cruise the track candy paint on the 'llac
Shoes bigger than Shaq lil' momma relax
What he wearin on his back is never off the rack
Todd Smith custom all the ladies lust him
They with him he crush them we talkin 'bout a mack
A purebred dog not one of them alley cats
Thorough to the max Q-boro matter fact
Ice so sharp it slice through your cataracts
Hard from the wars he tough as a battleaxe
Don't hate him cause he hot
God put him where he at
Fo' sho'
Just sit back and relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Candy paint on the 'llac
Shoes bigger than Shaq
Chrome beamin we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Picture a scene from The Mack
Picture me on it like that
Quick get in we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Yeah I rap and I act
God could be where I'm at
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Truly got the bottles on chill
The models lookin ill
V I P locked down crackin them hundred dollar bills
Yankee hat low
Todd Smith the rhinestones
Your chick chose him
Let him bygones be bygones
All these amateur macks with they eyeballs watery
Choosin honies over money that's how the order be
Meanwhile he gets his statements quarterly
Your starvin on the corner actin drunk and disorderly
Relax in the Maybach gettin your booze on
Seats is like a couch get your Tom Cruise on
French pedicure with the Jimmy Chu's on
He wanna see more he throw somethin smooth on
The modern day Goldie game better than Kobe
Style d**e than codeine playin for his own team
When he walk up in the spot he lookin so clean
Rubbin money in your face like cold cream
Just sit back and relax
Bentley seats in the back
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Candy paint on the 'llac
Shoes bigger than Shaq
Chrome beamin we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Picture a scene from The Mack
Picture me on it like that
Quick get in we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Yeah I rap and I act
God could be where I'm at
Lil' momma we rollin
(WE ROLLIN WE ROLLIN)
Yeah yeah
