[Verse 1] Rollin hard like sum dubs Smokin green wit the windows up Call ya gurl I'ma pick her up Say no mercy, finna fuck Hurry up, jump inside lookin at the diamonds shinin Hi as hell down 85, wit her head between my thighs 2G drop top, fast enuff ta make cops stop Lickin every drip drop, 16 color flip flop Charts we gonna tip top, scatta when the clips pop Everybodys lips lock, eva since my shit dropped They say Archie be crazy, they say Archie da?? They say Archie don't play no games and he don't take no shit They say we ride on dubs, and yes our diamonds shinin An if you luv it like I do, then stop and rewind it
Hook : Archie I'm rollin hard like dem dubs on a Bentley man (On a Bentley man) My diamonds shinin cuz we got plenty man (We got plenty man) You askin me where I'm from, I from the Durty Durty (From the Duuurrttay) Where dem gurls showin luv for they cutty buddy (Cutty Buddy)
I'm rollin hard like dem dubs on a Bentley man (On a Bentley man) My diamonds shinin cuz we got plenty man (We got plenty man) You askin me where I'm from, I from the Durty Durty (From the Duuurrttay) Where dem gurls showin luv for they cutty buddy (Cutty Buddy)
[Verse 2] You muggin hard, we gon mug ya back We ride on dubs and lacs, and bring dem thugs wit gats You betta ask yoself the question where the fuck you at You done pulled ya pistol, seen mine, then ya snuck it back Now it's time fo us ta shine, gettin pais ta bust a rhyme You don't like dat SS, only reason cuz it's mine I got 4 DVD's, 2 TV's and VCR's Play Station on my motocycle, gurl think whats in my car Navigator wit the mirror tent I started up wit a god damn finger print So many cell phones, we might as well own Sprint Grindin 7 years and ya still can't pay ya own rent Bitch get ya own shit
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[Verse 3] I'ma keep laughin while my paper's stackin An while yall peoples like wha happened Archie made it rappin Goin platinum boy made it twice, my lyrics is nuthin nice If you don't give me a peice of the pie, I'ma take my slice Cold as ice and dats a fact boy Archie wit Phat Boy, drinkin on the yac Drunk not knowin how ta act boy Bentleys on 20's, and hoes dat wanna give me plenty Brains in the Range, I'm swervin and switchin lanes It's a damn shame dat you don't know how dome feels While my rist stay on chill, you done ??? An you might not cheat, but I bet ya gurl will Hypnotize tha trick quick when ya spinnin the crome wheels Rollin Hard Nigga
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