Roll Up - Intellectual

[Chorus: Devvon Terrell]

You know how I get when I'm inside my crib alone

Please don't make me

Drink this, smoke this, out out all alone

So, baby, you should roll up, roll up

Baby, you should roll up, roll up

Your face is amazing, your attitude is dangerous

Your pussy smell like candy (Sheesh)

I just wanna taste it

I mean, how the fuck aren't you famous?

I mean, why the fuck are you single?

Commercials say girls like you only stay on Christian Mingle

I mean, where'd you get your smile from? How’d your booty get so fat?

I know you say we should take it slow, but I wouldn’t mind hitting that

I want to get drunk with you tomorrow, be forgetting that

I'm a leader but the follow button, I'll be clicking that

You are something that I never ever ever seen before

Only in my dreams, of course

Want your jeans to see the floor

Want your shirt over your head

Want your panties on the ground

Want my hands around your waist

Want my penis in your—wow

Whoopsies, I mean I don't usually

I mean, okay, I do but you do too, don't try to fool me

And I know you ain't no groupie, so I really think you could

Think you should Uber to my place and you can do me good (Do me good)

You know how I get when I'm inside my crib alone

Drink this, smoke this, out out all alone

So, baby, you should roll up, roll up

Baby, you should roll up, roll up