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Uh (Roll me up and light me, uh) (Roll me up and light me) (Roll me-, roll me up and light me, uh) (R-Roll me up and light me, uh) (Roll me up and light me) (Roll me-, roll me up and light me, uh) (Roll me up and light me, uh) (Roll me up and light me) (Roll me-, roll me up and light me, uh) I will not be takin' questions I think they get the message Bitch, don't play with my profession Let me teach you hoes a lesson I know who got the heater for your upper body section Make way more than my teachers On their test's, I was guessin' Ain't lookin' for no wifey I told that bitch to bite me She know my reputation, I think that's why she don't like me That boy cold as North Dakota My fit, way too f*ckin' icey And once I get cremated, f*ck it, roll me up and light me I swear to God, but I don't believe in God Only God around is me Send that pressure down the street Bitches jockin' on my me, 'cause I know my way around the beat Keep it locked up in a cell Lil' p*ssy boy, come down and see Danny Glover, Lethal Weapon Toss me in the river I'm FedEx with that heat, once they ship it, I deliver All this fire hurt my chest All this damage in my liver I moved up a couple brackets, bitch you best to call me Mister CKY, cross your T's, bitch dot your I's Run and hide, he's a beast bitch, CGI DUI, bitches spinnin' like a .45 Let me ride, bust a u-ie on your lovely bride It seems I got a deathwish Bring me up the continental breakfast I go epileptic Get dangled, while I'm doggin' But, you better not grab my necklace Lacin' up the Nike's My wallet lookin' pregnant Lil' Ricky paint your kitchen If you go back on your promise He love his Smith & Wesson It's a .40, like Udonis Lil' Ricky play with guns, but keep your kids away from Thomas Ricky, what you really shootin'? It's just me, I can't be honest I will not be takin' questions I think they get the message Bitch, don't play with my profession Let me teach you hoes a lesson I know who got the heater for your upper body section Make way more than my teachers On their test's, I was guessin' Ain't lookin' for no wifey I told that bitch to bite me She know my reputation, I think that's why she don't like me That boy cold as North Dakota My fit, way too f*ckin' icey And once I get cremated, f*ck it, roll me up and light me Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me Roll me-, roll me up and light me, uh R-Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me Roll me-, roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me, uh Roll me up and light me
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