Rolling

[Chorus: K Camp]

Rolling down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

I said rollin' down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

[Verse 1: K Camp]

Riding 'round the city, windows up

Windows up, whip cloudy

JR right beside me

He just copped the brand new Audi

Oh lodi dadi, we rock the party

Nine right beside me, don't bother me, buddy

Lately I just noticed I been smokin' like Snoop

Naw I'm playing but I'm still mixing gin with the juice

Looking for CC, oh how she need me

That bitch still basic, still rocking BB

Laughing like hehe, how can I call it?

Oh I just love my lil bitch from New Orleans

I-20 pushing, I know you looking

Her presence, I cherish, my bitch is so gorgeous

Shawty I'm pouring the gin and the juice

You on my mind, I don't know what to do

But I know if she fuck up, then we through

But right now I'm still fucking with you

[Chorus: K Camp]

Rolling down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

I said rollin' down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

All up in a nigga face with the same game

Let me tell you what I'm gon' do

I hop on my sike life, night life

Nigga make a dream come true for you

Now turn the beat down G style

Everybody know my heat go boom

Splash and mash and pictures flashing

Man my life so cool

Let me get back to the camp

I'm rapping now, cookies in the bag

And the vast amounts mixed in with peaches n cream

Creep on the scene

Crip nigga with the thief and the scene

The war deep with the team

Late night creep on 'em, I mean

Hit 'em with lot botta bing

All about the money in the green

Top down, drop down on 'em clean

[Chorus: K Camp]

Rolling down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

I said rollin' down the street with my shades on

Sippin' on gin and juice

I don't understand, girl, what you waiting on

You got me trippin' on you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Got me trippin' on you, you, you

Sippin' on gin and juice, juice, juice

Got me trippin' on you, you, you