This is a song about "Roll up"

Roll it up in papers to burn a hole like a dutch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

When i roll another doob up

I love you though i'll still fuck

And we'll roll up in it, lemme finish this guinness

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I come up on patrol, so you know how i roll

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Im shinin too hard on these hatas roll up yo windows

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Good girls gone bad now they puffin that roll up

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

As i roll through my city i chug up the duce