I Got Rolls
Yo,
I say yo,
I be rockin' like an untold personality,
Say, it ain't hard to see,
Like Santa and Biggie,
I be straight giggly,
Yo,
My wife is pregnant,
And we both just get bigga and bigga,
Who can figua,
Yo I be in the pulpit, saving souls through my stomach,
Cause they be coming forward, just to see and maybe rub it,
My wife loves it,
Shakin, and bakin, and makin' all kinds of noises,
Hanging over pants like master mc's in the ghetto,
I mean straight saggin' with stretch marks to match,
I mean my cellulite,
Be sendin' buttons into flight,
Cause I Got Rolls!!
Copyright © Woodrow Lucas | Year Posted 2008
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