Rollin' Wit You

You can't imitate me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell, you ain't

I'm ready when you are

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

You ain't ringing the bell

You ain't busting the grape

You ain't imitating me on this fuckin' tape

What I'm tellin' you all bitch ass niggas

If y'all don't fuckin', if y'all coloured bitch ass

Faggot, punk ass motherfuckers don't see

That these white people are trying to take over your shit

Don't worry, you'll better be happy the

Ol' Dirty

Bastard is here

You'll better be happy that

I'm hereTo, to, to beat the shit out of all y'all faggot punk ass motherfuckers

Bitch ass niggas

I shut the fuckin' whole world down

You white motherfuckers could never

Y'all can't ever take over, you can't ever take over

You shut the fuck up and you shut the fuck up

That's what the fuck you do

Can I get a beer?

Yo, I need some beer

You ain't usin' your phone, you ain't callin' the cops'

Cause nigga,

I'm the only king of the block

I'm the only black

God, motherfucker

And I came to rock the spot

While when

I throw football pass at a bitch, she miss

Ain't trying to be funny, gonna use my fist

You can't use the family feud

You can't run it on a cuckooo

You bring shame,

I'll keep

Ol' Dirty safe

Not locked up 'cause

I'll have your fuckin' ass locked up

I'll stash you, lickin' you down, light that blunt

You ain't gettin' one, two,

I do what

I wantIf I got a problem

A problem got a problem until it's gone

I'm the only unique

A sonYou reap what you saw, fuckin' with the

OI got the precinct locked down

You ain't using the po po, fuck you, so, so

I got the keys to your hoe,

I'll stop your whole flow

All you bitches roll, would be from the ghetto

You want me to control this fuckin' show

Give Ol' Dirty what he want and mo'

Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia'

Cause I'll stop your goat, mafia

Pay me all my motherfucking money

Or I'ma slow down your dough

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

You might be in danger, you'll have a sex changer

I'm gettin' more anger, call me

Dr. Stranger

I master the demon, demonic toys

Sting you with the venom, kill your joy

Bitches throw your hands in the air, like to be sodomized

That's what

I'm here for, that's what

I'm all about

I get girls and they wonder

What they get is a clean fuck from me, oh baby

Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa

I control

Michael Jackson's '

Thriller'No matter what

Fuck with the guys that'll make you shrug

I'm the only original, fuck you, chump, shut the fuck up

Yo, did you understand that?

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you

Jesus, I'm rollin' with you...