Rollin, Drinkin

[Intro: Bizzy]

Rollin, rollin

(Now we the motherfuckers that's gon' keep it gangsta up in here)

Rollin, smokin yeah, rollin

(Yeah, smokin and drinkin, I'm feelin fine, praise God)

Rollin, smokin, rollin (nine nine nine nine, yeah)

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]

Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (drinkin yeahhhh)

Rollin, rollin, rollin, smokin yeahhhh (drinkin)

Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, smokin yeahhhh

Rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, smokin yeahhhh

Rollin, smokin, drinkin, drinkin

[Layzie Bone:]

Tonight's the night that I close the bar, shakin this life ain't hard to do

I sit and I stare from across the room, contemplate drinkin all this Goose

After that it be Absolut, I did what I thought I had to do

My book told me I had no clue, I guess I was [? ] have to view

Chasin cash and livin fast is the only way that I know

And up until now I had no doubts, I thought it was I say go

Livin the fly way so long, on the highway hold on

How did my way go wrong? But it's Friday so gone (pour me a drink)

I'm finna indulge a bit cause real life on some other shit

When I had it they loved them gifts, it's fucked up how the game'll shift

Explain to me, why everythang wanna change on me, it's plain to see

When I was up you was down for me, gotta have a drink 'fore it's time to sleep

Gotta be around the beat, cause music is poppin with plenty of action

Pretty women and Hennessy, the beautiful ones that's keepin it crackin

Even though they dimes, you the only one on my mind

Even though they dimes, you the only one on my mind girl

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone:]

I struggle to bubble so make me a double

I promise bartender I won't give no trouble

I know I'm a rebel that been on the hustle

It's really no worries, ain't facin no muscle

And I don't wanna argue, so do somethin to make me feel better

I promise this stuff right here, really do make me chill better

Live better, act smart, I ain't trippin out cause I got heart

Drink the whole fifth without flippin out, that right there now that's art

And plus I'm already in trouble for some real drama

And plus this life I lead got me thinkin about my lil' mama

She won't return my calls...

She won't return my calls, y'all

I'm startin to wonder if she love me at all

Startin to question if she love me at all

Cause I've been callin, callin...

And I've been dialin, dialin...

This club is too crowded, crowded...

It feel like I'm drownin, drownin; tryin to get the fuck up out it

[Chorus]