[Hook 1:]
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I'm only copin the fresh kicks
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Who rollin with me
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I'm only spotted with the best bitch
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Who rollin with me
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I'm only hot with that West shit
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Who rollin with me
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Who, Who rollin with me
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I only flow on the best beats
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Who rollin with me
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And if I smoke it's the best trees
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Who rollin with me
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I love a girl with a fresh weave
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Who rollin with me
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Who, Who rollin with me
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[Verse 1:]
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You know who Dom is, Leimert Park to the heart
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Motherfucker ya'll niggas know what the time is
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It's ya flyness, kids are so misguided
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About Hip-Hop, but this here should remind em
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Yup, this here should define em
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A soul entity, it's soul in the beats
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I'm cold in the heat, I'm so into me
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Ya ho be, and you know I'm finna see
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What's good with her, If I could hit her
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I would have gave her the dougie shit if I could sit up (Huh?)
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Nigga I wish I would give up
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And let ya'll get the Grammy that I'm supposed to pick up
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I'm in the best sneakers, With the best Divas
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With no distribution, I make the West reach ya
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This that next t-Shirt, with my face on it
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Tell the truth ma, you love the way I taste don't it
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[Hook 2:]
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I only step in the fly shoe's
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And signed me up for a size two
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I'm a get a six forty five too
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I only rock with my hat low
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Let's bump this Nas and this Camp Lo
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Turn it up let them Amps blow
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[Verse 2:]
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Man I'm LA's "Say Hey", fresher than 8th grade
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Stop the beat one time they bringin back my Grey J's
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I'm sharper than a tape fade
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Seen round the way more than niggas in them fake Bapes
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Excuse me miss are you a playmate?
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Oh a video girl and you used to date Ray Jay?
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Yea, that's that LA lay
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Light skinned thick, shop at Boutiques and DaDa's
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Sorry Cube it was a great day
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I even take this chick from the Bay that work at SafeWay (Safe?)
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Two magnums, did it the safe way
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Thinkin back to when I used my radio to make tapes
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But now everything they play safe, trap, crack, rap
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Shit they gonna take it away Jason
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So fuck the beef, power, and K day
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Who rollin with me
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Who rollin with me
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[Hook 2:]
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I only rock what you don't cop
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Ten West and it don't stop
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Skillz beatin, it's gone rock
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I sit back and my chick drive
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I like yours but this mine
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It's top of the world this time
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[Verse 3:]
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Baby girl, is you rollin with me?
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Let's pop it off, have a soda with me
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Oh word, ya home girl when to Audubon with me
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Myspace, got a photo with me
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But don't got the photo with you
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So I don't think you get the picture
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I'm too sharp to be in Megapixels
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My "Put together" be dead official
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And I ain't tryin to just bed it with you
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Argument's I would dread it with you
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Matter fact if there's a ribbon in the sky
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I gladly take a ride and go get it with you
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I feel like a kid again, no bet, I wanna hit again
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I'm just talkin shit again, Man, here go my shit again
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[Hook 2:]
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Number 9 with a Ice Tea
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Let's stand in line for these Nike's G
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Thank the Lord for Spike Lee
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"Peace Out" to the West Side
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From Accord's to S5's
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I love four's with the meshed sides
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[Hook 1]
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Who Rollin Wit Me
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| Dom Kennedy |
