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Rollin


Cardi B Lyrics

 

Rollin Lyrics

Rollin by Cardi B


[Hook]
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin
All my b**ches rollin, rollin, rollin
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Them commas coming (commas coming quick)
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin (all my b**ches rollin)
Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Them commas coming quick (Them commas coming quick )
[Verse 1]
Look
Show you b**ches how to do this sh*t
Stand back while I demonstrate
Pussy worth like a million dollars
I think your nigga got expensive taste
I’m not a bum b**ch, I’m a boss b**ch
You sideline I’m centre stage
I don’t even get involved with it if it don’t make me cum or it don’t get me paid
If it’s not the money then it’s “goofy, gone”
Steal your man with my [?] on
Whole team full of bad b**ches and that Louboutin our uniform
24 karat my grills, I do what I want, b**ch f**k how you feel
f**k a whole check up all on my nails
I pull up in foreign and cut in my wheel, bye b**ch
[Hook]
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin
All my b**ches rollin, rollin, rollin
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin (all my b**ches rollin)
Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Them commas coming quick (them commas coming quick)
[Verse 2]
Look
I’m not a rider chick I’m a driver chick
I could come get you instead
I hope all of your homies got money, nigga
Cause all of my b**ches got bread
Look, got a home girl out the west coast
Swear to God I love that b**ch
Ask about us, any club, they gonna tell you we run that sh*t
I’m like the strip club Mariah Carey
Dominican, Halle Berry
Hair be laid, bills be paid
Still put bread on my nigga commissary
If I want something, it’s “whatever, cop it”
Balenciaga, tell em check the closet
Heard you f**king for that extra change
That’s why that pussy got that extra mileage
I be rollin
[Hook 2]
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin
All my b**ches rollin, rollin, rollin
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Them commas coming quick (commas coming quick)
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin (all my b**ches rollin)
Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)
Rollin, rollin, all my b**ches rollin (all my b**ches rollin)
Rollin, rollin (rollin rollin rollin)
All my b**ches rollin and I love that sh*t (love that sh*t)



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