| Song | Rollin Rollin |
| Artist | Young Thug |
| Album | 1017 Thug 3 the Finale |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Hook] | |
| She so fine, and I like the way she’s staring at me | |
| I told that girl to come back to the cabins with me | |
| She know tricks and I even like how she standing on me | |
| No toes, but baby come put that camel on me | |
| She need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| I say you deserve a grammy, how you rolling rolling | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| She know [?] | |
| Eat her little plate | |
| Thug ain’t no [?] | |
| But OKKK | |
| She mean like a [?] | |
| And every time I spend the night with her my old leg gon kick | |
| That’s why I strap it up | |
| I strap it up | |
| I drink a four or better, designer cup | |
| My girl in love with me and I’m in love with her | |
| And every time I give her the *****, she roll it up | |
| And I just be like prove it baby, prove it baby | |
| And I know you my old number, you my newest baby | |
| Just drop me off [?] now I’m coming out with them bands | |
| I skate in that ***** good, got an endor*****t with Vans | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| First tip, ooh | |
| Drop them bands right on her | |
| She [?] no component | |
| No I’m not her parents | |
| I’m not god, but I own it | |
| She like my tunes, I feel looney | |
| She get me out of the feds, I feel ruined | |
| I’m pursuing, what I’m doing | |
| She made me [?], feel like truance | |
| Assalakum, Assalam | |
| Pill bottle [?] all red tums | |
| I’m a stoner, I’m a geeked up child | |
| She’s a horse, young thug in the wild | |
| I buy her mink coat, she a child | |
| And the girl not my partner, she my pal | |
| [Hook] |
| Hook | |
| She so fine, and I like the way she' s staring at me | |
| I told that girl to come back to the cabins with me | |
| She know tricks and I even like how she standing on me | |
| No toes, but baby come put that camel on me | |
| She need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| I say you deserve a grammy, how you rolling rolling | |
| Verse 1 | |
| She know ? | |
| Eat her little plate | |
| Thug ain' t no ? | |
| But OKKK | |
| She mean like a ? | |
| And every time I spend the night with her my old leg gon kick | |
| That' s why I strap it up | |
| I strap it up | |
| I drink a four or better, designer cup | |
| My girl in love with me and I' m in love with her | |
| And every time I give her the , she roll it up | |
| And I just be like prove it baby, prove it baby | |
| And I know you my old number, you my newest baby | |
| Just drop me off ? now I' m coming out with them bands | |
| I skate in that good, got an endor t with Vans | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| First tip, ooh | |
| Drop them bands right on her | |
| She ? no component | |
| No I' m not her parents | |
| I' m not god, but I own it | |
| She like my tunes, I feel looney | |
| She get me out of the feds, I feel ruined | |
| I' m pursuing, what I' m doing | |
| She made me ?, feel like truance | |
| Assalakum, Assalam | |
| Pill bottle ? all red tums | |
| I' m a stoner, I' m a geeked up child | |
| She' s a horse, young thug in the wild | |
| I buy her mink coat, she a child | |
| And the girl not my partner, she my pal | |
| Hook |
| Hook | |
| She so fine, and I like the way she' s staring at me | |
| I told that girl to come back to the cabins with me | |
| She know tricks and I even like how she standing on me | |
| No toes, but baby come put that camel on me | |
| She need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| Baby girl need a grammy, how she rolling rolling | |
| I say you deserve a grammy, how you rolling rolling | |
| Verse 1 | |
| She know ? | |
| Eat her little plate | |
| Thug ain' t no ? | |
| But OKKK | |
| She mean like a ? | |
| And every time I spend the night with her my old leg gon kick | |
| That' s why I strap it up | |
| I strap it up | |
| I drink a four or better, designer cup | |
| My girl in love with me and I' m in love with her | |
| And every time I give her the , she roll it up | |
| And I just be like prove it baby, prove it baby | |
| And I know you my old number, you my newest baby | |
| Just drop me off ? now I' m coming out with them bands | |
| I skate in that good, got an endor t with Vans | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2 | |
| First tip, ooh | |
| Drop them bands right on her | |
| She ? no component | |
| No I' m not her parents | |
| I' m not god, but I own it | |
| She like my tunes, I feel looney | |
| She get me out of the feds, I feel ruined | |
| I' m pursuing, what I' m doing | |
| She made me ?, feel like truance | |
| Assalakum, Assalam | |
| Pill bottle ? all red tums | |
| I' m a stoner, I' m a geeked up child | |
| She' s a horse, young thug in the wild | |
| I buy her mink coat, she a child | |
| And the girl not my partner, she my pal | |
| Hook |