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Rollin Over - текст песни



Rollin' Over


[Intro]

Rollin' over

Hell muthafuckin' yeah bitch

Hatchet chop straight to your muthafuckin' face

Rollin' over

I look up, there's still so far to go

Wicked clowns got that real shit

What up, dawg



[Verse 1]

I come floatin' in this bitch with some wings like a pegasus,

Got a shiny ass V on my chest, wut up?

I'm Violent J the clown, I'm goofy for a second,

But when your bitch's headless I'm on top of her naked

You know my status, I'm juggalatis

And we the baddest here to sever your melon

It's wicked shit that we sellin'

We off the track

Now give your bitch ass a bitch slap

Now nobody never steppin' down

We 'bout to enter second round



Running backwards on the walls

Shaggy 2 Dope in this muthafucka

You talkin' through your butt cause silence is for suckers

So I'm out there throughout the year

I'm right here, don't stare like a bitch, bitch buy me a beer

Nobody wicked like me, I do this terrifically

And my muthafuckin' pimp slap will knock down a tree

So clown love bitch, I seen that tat on your tittes

We forever on tour, clown love in your city.



[Chorus]

Rollin' over

I look up, there's still so far to go, so much time

Rollin' over

I look up, there's still so far to go, it's yo time

Rollin' over

I look up, there's still so far to go, so much time,

Rollin' over

I look up there's still so far to go, it's yo time for your mind.



[Verse 2]

I got three bodies stuffed in my trunk

I'm blowin' red lights and I'm blowin' heads off

Before I'm read any rights

Baby I'm outlaw, painted up and packin' the bombs

I stomp preps in the streets and sound fire alarms

Bitch run for your life

We keep it wicked and scary

And we welcome to our world anything that you bury

I throw meteors and fire balls through brick walls

And got a three foot dick for all your chick jaws



Walkin' through the slums bout' to strangle someone

Maybe it's a custom, gotta get it done

I live like that, spirits haunting me like that,

I'm lost in the ouija board, ain't never comin back.



[Chorus]



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