Rollin' Vogues Letra

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Letra de Rollin' Vogues
[Hook]We rollin' vogues wit triple gold on Cadillac'sSmokin' doja gettin' blowed up, chillin' in the backSmokin on that wood got my mind feelin' right for when I ride out toniteAnd I'm quick to pull any trick that I like because I'm so pimp tightREPEAT[Pimp]Well I wanna pimp all the hoesIn a L-Dog Lac, gold shoes sittin' on voguesSay you wanna roll reefer slowTwo niggaz in the back gettin' hi straight smokin' my dopeI know you love it when you see me rideYou run and hide because you know that I'm bringin' it liveAnd no disrespect, if they cash the checkThey comin' out wit the .45 between they eyesYoung nigga can you feel meI know you wanna kill me but you can't touch the GI got dick for them sluts to beatPlenty game for them hoes so you can't fuck wit meWe comin' straight from the S-O-U-T-H, true P-L-A-Y-AYou in the land of the CandymanYou best crown the man and never playa hateWe get hi like everydayGot some killa ass weed, do you wanna participateFuck nigga don't hesitateTake two puffs of the blunt nigga straight pass it to meI make yo girl wanna masturbateSo bend on over and shake that ass in a faster wayTonite I can be yo candy lickerYo big dick sticker nut 'em up in a nasty way and.....Hook[Mr. G]Well it's Friday night and I'm feelin' aightGot a pound and a pocket full of optimosRollin' 4 deep in my Caddy smokin' weedTricks sweatin' me but I ain't finna jock them hoes(Pimp:But young pimp we can stop them hoes and show them hoes what niggaz from the South be like)Get on in, we got weed and gin But tell yo friend that we goin' to the fight toniteOpen up the doors to the club and show me loveAnd if you scared get up on this budA fifth of that Henn ??????? and I'ma freak you like you never wasLater on let me lick you up and all aroundAnd watch yo pants come tumblin' downThis lame got a squeaky bed but bitch gimme headAnd when you done we can fuck on the groundCause I know you like them freaky soundsBut hold on baby, I know you ain't tryin' to fake the funkYou must take me for a young ass punk who can't make ya jumpI'll freak yo ass till yo back get slumpedAnd I know you wanna ride in my drop-top LacCause it's pretty and it's sittin' on voguesWit a candy paint job that'll light the whole block upAre you blind from the shine of my spokes and.....Hook[Pimp]I know you really wanna know whyThis young ass pro I treat them hoes like EskimosI treat 'em dirty cold when the door closeComin' out they clothes till a nigga don't wanna have sex no moreSee you never heard that beforeBut that's a young playa kickin' game ???What you think I got the rest here forBetter respect the folkYou get boned when ????But yeah shawty I'm a pimp thoughAnd if you didn't know, still get the game to the up to the mostI'm not really the kind thoughBut if you bold enough I'll lay you down and we can fuck on the flo'So.....[Mr. G]Do you wanna ride wit meI got that yak on side of meCollard green smoke comin' outta meWhite folks comin'Better hide the weed, ya better hide the cheese, ya better hide the ki'sThat's what keeps yo pockets fat4 or 5 niggaz in my CadillacSmokin' bud gettin' blazed in the backHoes be actin' scandalous when it comes to showin' us loveI'ma tell you hoes straight up: if you don't fuck don't hang wit usMy crew be bout that dirty shit, all about that nutty shitIf you not down to die for it then you must not be lovin' itBitch we.....Hook