[Jae Flow - Rollin']

[Intro: Alejandro]

Lowland, baby

You  already know

973 

Jae Flow!

[Verse 1: Jae Flow]

I just poured me up a 4

And  now I’m riding the beat

My  shorty looking hella cute

But she dance like freak

I  be loading up the clip

While I drive down the street

Fucked around and dropped a couple

They fell under the seat

Now  I'm on rock, on rock

Shorty drink that dirty pop

Running up the bands

Shorty look at me, say Whatcha Got?

All these niggas cappin'

Look at me

I am what you not

Turn the stove up 400 Degreez

Man the block is hot

Shorty shake it, till she drop

Call my phone, she getting blocked

If you try to run up on my gang

Then you getting hopped

And your arms not long enough my nigga

You can't box with God

[Alejandro]

Ayo Jae!

Bring that shit back!

[Jae Flow]

I'm a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a problem

Okay you a goon

But what's a goon to a goblin?

Nothing, nothing, nothing

You ain't scaring nothing

Rollin' off a bean

Man, I think I live in Boston

Came in with the drip

Got the sauce, she be lost in

Tongue between her legs by that creek

Like I'm Dawson

Took it real slow, like I'm on codeine

Left a smile on shorty face

Cause the dick game mean

And I'm rollin'

[Chorus: Jae Flow]

Dropped about a 50 pointer on my wrist

And I'm rollin'

And I'm with a fine brown skin

She look like Kelly Rowland

And I let her hold the keys

She fucking drive it like she stole it, Uh

Damn, she mooking hard off a star

She be rollin'

Dropped about a 50 pointer on my wrist

And I'm rollin'

And I'm with a fine brown skin

She look like Kelly Rowland

And I let her hold the keys

She fucking drive it like she stole it, Uh

Damn, she mooking hard off a star

She be rollin'

...

[Jae Flow - The Breaks]

Prod by Jae Flow

Uh, Ayo give me some room

Hold up, hold up man

Ayo, I said give me some room aight?

Uh, yo, Uh

[Verse 1: Jae Flow]

Uh, it's Jae and I represent the Low

With 16's to go like I’m Dr. Gero

You hate to see it

I’m at ya show, talking to your hoe

She just want something real

You know how the game goes

Jealous boyfriends always get on my nerves

Always calling up their shorty while I play in her curls

Send him to voicemail

She love my stories bout wholesale

Whipping up the fish scale

Kitchen feels like Hell

Uh but we so close to heaven

I speak the gospel but nothing like a reverend

No half stepping, you can’t fuck with my salsa

Lowland forever, you can’t fuck with the mantra

Summer time's here, I’m outchea with the contra

Green with the orange hairs looking like Blanka

Hannnn

Crushing pills in the ziplock

Got me on criss-cross, baby I been lost

I feel like I’m the most slept on

Here comes the boogie man, looney man

Sleeping with ya lights on

She think she Brittany with my python

Giving her backshots

Screaming out "It's Jae!" with my flights on

[Duyan Joy]

Oh you fucking snapped nigga

You fucking snapped

Yo

How the fuck this nigga got cigarettes in his nose, ears and mouth, still rapping?

Somebody get this man