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Yeah Strollin' Yeah Listen Strollin' I see geeks gettin' load of shade Strollin' (Strollin'), I see geeks gettin' load of shade Rollin' (Rollin'), just sweep from the shoulderblade Loadin' (Loadin'), she sweet with the cola frame Just strollin', I'm in the streets and they know my name (Yes) Stunt on the the hype, fuck, when I'm busy, I'll just jump on a flight Haps rather busy, he just jumps on a bike Straight gettin' grizzly, I'll just jump on a mic Straight with a- hold it, stop beef with the Novacane It's just flown in, it got sweet when the soda came Coat on my shoulders, don't speak on my shoulder game The street nigga knows the game, just eat, nigga, no remains You're just trollin' and just street in a photo frame If it's a wrong move I'll have to eat off a bowl of shame Just frontin' forever, man gets hollow, we're just jumpin' whoever Fuck bitch niggas, I'll just jump on the cheddar Big money pit and we can jump in together I'm just rollin' (Yeah) And just keep in control of the game and stay golden (Then what?) Then just sweep up the gold again Songtexte Fall a little faster, follow her forever Man where he live he just jump on a lever Man act smart he just jump when it's clever Man start wingin' he just jump on the feather Phone kept ringin' wanted skunk from the brethren Back in the day I had to eat up whatever Life is a bitch, but the cunt's gettin' better Off with his head, I'm 'bout to jump in to sever Wavy surfin', drunken surface Jump in circus, sons encourage us Yes, we did that shit on purpose (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Wavy surfin', drunken surface Jump in circus, guns and kerchiefs Yes, we did that shit on purpose Stunt on the the hype Fuck, when I'm busy, I'll just jump on a flight Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose Just frontin' forever Man gets hollow, we're just jumpin' whoever Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose Pace of the pit bulls Talk with the roughnecks I'm good with the upsets Just walked, I'm a suspect I just walk and I cut checks I just talk and I cut checks It's just thoughts and I cut checks And of course I want rough sex Skunk in the jar Don't even worry, you can jump in the car Laughin' and jokin' gettin' drunk by the bar She lives over there, I'm thinkin' that's kinda far We're hand-holdin' I just flexed after half a day, I love her perfume And she's expectin' the aftershave And I'm respectin' her Cartier As I reflect in the car today And baby, sex is a part to play And then we argued Was upset for like, half the day And then we We hit the deck I was miles away So many vultures, so many roaches So much nonsense, so many coaches Dude wasn't hopeful, dude was a poacher Swooped and he poached 'em, rude for the culture I just think it's funny I just think it's funny Are you about the grind Or are you about the money? We ain't got the time You ain't got the shine Eatin' all the food I just think it's yummy Wavy surfin', drunken surface Jump in circus, sons encourage us Yes, we did that shit on purpose (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Wavy surfin', drunken surface Jump in circus, guns and kerchiefs Yes, we did that shit on purpose Stunt on the the hype Fuck, when I'm busy, I'll just jump on a flight Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose Just frontin' forever Man gets hollow, we're just jumpin' whoever Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose Aus Songtexte Mania