Roll One Lyrics - Gucci Mane

1 (Hook: Gucci Mane)

2 Baby, you so fly, I gotta let you know something

3 Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something

4 (?) one of them corner boys, them young niggas don't know nun

5 Top grade marijuana, baby, I just wanna smoke something

6 Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one?

7 Can you roll one? Tell me, can you roll one?

8 Ass pokin' out them jeans, you make me wanna poke something

9 I gotta let you know something, I'm gon' let you hold something

10 (Verse 1: Gucci Mane)

11 Copped two girls look just like you and we gon' have a foursome

12 I got so much dro to roll, I think I wanna roll one

13 I ain't none of these average joe, respect the fact, got cabbage, ho

14 I ain't no horse and carriage, ho, I'm not with no marriage, ho

15 Gucci Mane go Macho Man on a bitch, Randy Savage

16 If you sicker than a (?) then Big Guwop got the antidote

17 Diamonds on my pinky finger, same size as a cantaloupe

18 (?) just like a antelope

19 Gucci Mane just cuttin' down trees, you don't know, bitch, call Geronimo

20 This money got me ten times more swagged out than I was a month ago

21 And this paper got me too turnt up, just blasted off a blunt ago

22 I turn Cassie to a nasty ho, Rihanna to a classy ho

23 (Hook)

24 (Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan)

25 Get you out them panties, lay you on that sofa

26 It's just like a sandwich, come and eat this cold cut

27 Baby girl feelin' herself, hands on her hips like "So what?"

28 Swear to God she bent down for too long, it's time to go up

29 Lil money, bitch, it's time to grow up

30 Get to grindin', grab the weed, get the blunts and roll up

31 Them club owners know what's up, them girls wanna roll with us

32 They love how we showin' up, show up, big faces, throw up

33 Me and Gucci brought cash to the club

34 Smokin' out the bag in the club

35 Hold on, gotta gas in the club

36 Rich Homie bitch got the fattest ass in the club

37 Niggas mad in the club

38 Bitch (?)

39 We gon' pull up last to the club

40 Me and Meech still passin' on girls

41 Drivin' with money, got cash in the car, shawty

42 (Hook)

43 (Verse 3: Gucci Mane)

44 Gucci ain't poppin', he think that he poppin'

45 That arrogant, ugly lil' son of a bitch

46 Swear that he fresh and he think that he rich

47 I'm gon' try hit every car that he get

48 Pardon my pimpin', man, pardon my pimpin'

49 Man, pardon my pimpin', excuse my fish

50 Come out the hip, shoot off the rip

51 Pick the grip up, man, I'm coming equipped

52 Pity the fool, pity the fool

53 Get a (?) when I'm late on the rent

54 Straight in (?), can't see past the tint

55 Lay in your britches, I'm pitching a tent

56 Yes, I admit, broke as a bitch

57 No window to throw out a pot and the piss

58 Bright as a bitch, pardon my French

59 My Rollie is yellow so pardon the piss

60 I'm talking to Tony, I told you you monkey

61 I warned you and warned you, now pay me me money

62 I'll make you regret that you can't tell my country

63 What would possess you to play with me money?

64 (?) from monday to monday

65 Sunday to sunday, friday to thursday

66 Run up on me, you thought you was splurging

67 Hit in the head and in need of a surgeon

68 (Hook)