Released on April 22, 2009

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[Chorus: Gucci Mane sample]

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

R-Ro-R-Ro-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Block Beattaz)


[Verse 1: Jackie Chain]

Poppin bottles, keep 'em pouring, how we rolling? VIP

It's Jackie Chain (Who the man?) Everybody know it's me

I keep myself surrounded by some dime pieces every night

Tall and short, th-thick and skinny, Black and white, e-every type

K-Keep 'em coming, ain't no secret, if she with it, she can get it

But just wait, give me a minute

'C-'Cause right now, the room is spinning

Pouring juice to kick it in, rolling blunts and kicking it

Music bumping—ain't it something how it get the [?] ?

Feel the bass—it's beating hard against her body, make her horny

Guess she heard I keep them Skittles

That's why she be all up on me

Five blunts of purp, and I still ain't high, roll up

Ten-pack of pills, halfway gone, I'm about to (Throw up)

Throwing up, its all good–that just kick my buzz in

On the couch, loving the way these girls back-rubbing

Blowing on them Sweets, and your boy about to peak

I've been rollin, rollin, rollin, I ain't slept in weeks

[Chorus: Gucci Mane sample & Kid Cudi]

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Oh, oh-oh)

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Oh, oh-oh)

R-Ro-R-Ro-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks


[Verse 2 Kid Cudi]

Word... I can't feel the left side of my face

Stressful thoughts have been replaced with Henny and coke and Jager, man

Jackie told me pump my brakes, I told him, "Pass me something to pop"

Told me not to smoke my weed, I— I should listen, I can't stop

Grabbing models by the arm, I tell 'em to fuck with Moonman

They don't even trip on my aggression, they just slowly take my hand

Then they open up and say, "Do you want to play with me?"

I-I-I-I say, "Baby I'm all about it, my hotel is down the street"

This is kind of how it is when you living young and fast

Management is playing loud, bitches dancing, shaking ass

Zuli try and pass the blunt, I told him that I'ma have to pass

Cause if I decide to smoke it, I— I will float to leaner land

But, my man, is that so bad? Different from reality

I try and tell my nigga, man, whiskey, hope my mom ain't mad at me

My lifestyle is a wild life with style, and my brain on drugs

I won't stop until I'm numb, telling myself the night is young

[Chorus: Gucci Mane sample, Kid Cudi, & Jackie Chain]

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Young, young, yeah)

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Yeah, yeah)

R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Purple planes)

We ain't slept in weeks (Green spades)

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Pink ladies)

We ain't slept in weeks (Supermans)

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Superstars)

We ain't slept in weeks (Oh my God)

R-Ro-R-Ro-Rollin, rollin, rollin (I'm rolling, man)

We ain't slept in weeks (I'm rolling hard)

[Verse 3: Jackie Chain; Jackie Chain & Gucci Mane sample]

Whole club going off, hitting the middle, showing off

Louie V's and Pumas got me rolling like a bowling ball

I just wanna sneak away, take you to another place

We could have some fun if you just come with me, let's run away

We can leave this shit behind, ain't got nothing else but time

Pop a Superman, and watch how quick you stimulate your mind

Take you to that other level, way beyond that Cloud 9

Go back to my crib, and just relax and have some downtime

Make you ball all night long, try to put it through your back

Say you coming down, well, Mama, eat one of these, triple-stack

Rolling leads to freakyness—let's go have some freaky sex

Bring some of your friends, and we can turn this to a freaky-fest

I just wanna run away, take you where you wanna be

You ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing if you just come with me

Blowing on them Sweets, and your boy about to peak

I been rollin, rollin, rollin, I ain't slept in weeks


[Bridge: Jackie Chain]

Purple planes

Green spades

Pink ladies

Supermans

Superstars

Oh my God

I'm rolling, man

I'm rolling hard

[Hook: Gucci Mane sample & Jackie Chain]

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Purple planes)

We ain't slept in weeks (Green spades)

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Pink ladies)

We ain't slept in weeks (Supermans)

Rollin, rollin, rollin (Superstars)

We ain't slept in weeks (Oh my God)

R-Ro-R-Ro-Rollin, rollin, rollin (I'm rolling, man)

We ain't slept in weeks (I'm rolling hard)

[Outro: Gucci Mane sample]

Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks