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RollinRound! Video (MV)




Performed By: AriMo
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Ariyel Tafari-Thompson




AriMo - RollinRound! Lyrics




Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh

Rollin around rolling around
Its going down
Ima smoke me up a pound
Don't make a sound don't make a sound
If he just talking that shit
Red on his nose like a clown
Some of my niggas be pits some of my niggas be hounds
Ima just cop me some drip
I know you like how that sound
She wanna lick on my dick
She wanna lick on my brother
She gonna suck like a tic
But I might just f*ck on her mother
All of these niggas they mad cuz I was never like the others
All these bitches looking bad she get on top like a cover
New ice the color be looking like mustard
Get right she begging wanting to f*ck her
Ima just buss her
They claiming they sipping that lean they sipping that tussin
I really be doing this just like its nothing
And she gonna take all the dick f*ck all the fussing
And we gonna aim at his top aim at his muffin
And no I do not wanna talk f*ck a discussion
We got like 5 different hoes they just be bussing
And I made like 5 different rolls just like its nothing hey

Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh

Prada jeans Fendi hoes
Givenchy Balmain clothes
Whatever you want tell me for real baby I got it
Ima just go sign me a deal and chill in the tropics
Remember the days stuck in the field we was on logic
Ima just jump off of the hill and jump in the moshpit
All of my niggas really gone kill just for the profit
And all of my niggas they moving like ills cuz they gonna shock it

Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
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Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh

Rollin around rolling around
Its going down
Ima smoke me up a pound
Don't make a sound don't make a sound
If he just talking that shit
Red on his nose like a clown
Some of my niggas be pits some of my niggas be hounds
Ima just cop me some drip
I know you like how that sound
She wanna lick on my dick
She wanna lick on my brother
She gonna suck like a tic
But I might just f*ck on her mother
All of these niggas they mad cuz I was never like the others
All these bitches looking bad she get on top like a cover
New ice the color be looking like mustard
Get right she begging wanting to f*ck her
Ima just buss her
They claiming they sipping that lean they sipping that tussin
I really be doing this just like its nothing
And she gonna take all the dick f*ck all the fussing
And we gonna aim at his top aim at his muffin
And no I do not wanna talk f*ck a discussion
We got like 5 different hoes they just be bussing
And I made like 5 different rolls just like its nothing hey

Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh

Prada jeans Fendi hoes
Givenchy Balmain clothes
Whatever you want tell me for real baby I got it
Ima just go sign me a deal and chill in the tropics
Remember the days stuck in the field we was on logic
Ima just jump off of the hill and jump in the moshpit
All of my niggas really gone kill just for the profit
And all of my niggas they moving like ills cuz they gonna shock it

Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
Rollin Rollin Round oh
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Writer: Ariyel Tafari-Thompson
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