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Gucci Mane – Rolly Up Lyrics

Hip Hop/Rap

Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up
Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up

If you got a Rollie then keep it up
Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up

Since my money fat, I'm throwing stacks

Patron shots, I'm throwing back

Pretty little girl, I'ma spend some racks
Turn around, beg her have the bitch for a tat
Cash by the bag but it still don't pass
Paper tag jag with a bag of cash
All this cash and I hope it last
And I never seen a bitch suck dick so fast

I ain't even know he was rich like that
How the hell a nigga pull a bitch like that?
How the hell a nigga get a watch like that?
How a nigga fix faces and shit like that
Bet a half a mil, we bet like that

Ten hoes, having group sex like that
Whole clique rocking Rolex like that
Got check like that so we flex like that
I'm serious nigga, they curious nigga
These diamonds drop a bitch delirious nigga
Don't see a nigga, can't hear them niggas
Don't stand near and don't fear a nigga
Been a trill nigga since a lil nigga

Only difference, got bigger nigga
She an eye catcher, let the car catch her
With the chain miss her, let the watch get her

Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up
Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up

A dope boy watch is a Rolex
Every dope boy dream to have a Rolex
Everybody in the hood want a Rolex
You better keep your pistol with your Rolex

Riding, smoking, counting in that Rolls Royce
I brought the streets back, it needed my voice
Jugged a nigga for a check and bought a white Porsche
Bought a gold Rollie just to match the dope
You want a yacht, master, know your mathematics
Hold your Rollie up if you a real trapper
I'm not a real rapper, I got a real check
Real street nigga with a Rolex

Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up
Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up

This a platinum S&P, no AP

64 G's, told them freeze me
My diamonds kick it, no Jet Li

I'm balling hard, no referee
Bought Presi' watches for the homies
Crime pay, fuck police
Came a long way from that bend knee

Getting topped off in my Bentley
This a Daytona, no Hublot
Got a pink slip, no car note
I'm balling hard, fucking up a check
Real street nigga, I ain't gotta flex
I can count a mil, don't break a sweat
That iced out Rollie got her pussy wet
Got your little brother throwing up the set
Got your little sister throwing up the set
Waka Flocka Flame

Drunker than a motherfucker, screaming Rolex gang

If you own a Rollie, getting money, do your thing

You a broke nigga, kill yourself, Kurt Cobain

Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up
Hold your Rollie up, hold your Rollie up
If you got a Rollie then hold it up
If you ain't got a Rollie then step it up
If you got a Rollie then keep it up

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