Carl So-Lowe - Rockin' and Rollin' lyrics

[Verse 1] Ay yo you wonder who I are I guzzle up at the bar But you see me in the cars that start with the double R Range Rover, Rolls Royce, even got a Rocky Rolly See more ice than a hockey goalie Baby eating guacamole I did without Now I live it out Cars? got to whip it out Every year I get it out (Why?) I be long gone (Where?) probably Hong Kong Girls with their thong on I'm playing Don Juan Drinking Chandon Where the chron, ma? "You smoke weed?" "What you think, girl? Uh-huh!" Start the car up Take her on a long ride Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side No I'm sorry This is the Ferrari Limon like Bacardi Rock with safari But la di da di We like to party And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody [Hook] We was rockin' and rollin' Now we rollin' and smokin' On the phone and we chokin' While you strollin' and hopin' For the tone which you spoke in And I know that you're open Live a Branson life and a brand new 5 Hot man, God damn, k**a Cam be live [Verse 2] Ay yo come on, girlfriend I ain't no actor, really So when you come around here don't be acting silly Askin "did he?" Come on I got the baddest biddies Ass is pretty Like hoes down in Magic City Now you smoke hoes and the coco n***as say I'm loco Cause I'm low low from the po-po Every night I stroke hoes No-no for h*mos F doing promos I was Def already I just added the So-So Wherever we at Ready to act Better be strapped I live the life of Riley Whether Teddy or Pat And when it come to the cash Bet I'm heavy with that If your man want to bet Then I bet he be cracked And your little girlfriend She was wet off the bat From the Chevy tonight; Yo, I'll bet she be back For the one night stand Yeah, the s** in the sack Yo I ask her if she miss it Then I tell her to kiss it Come on [Hook] [Verse 3] Ay yo your girl around me? That's like sand to a beach Or a gram to a ki or a branch to a tree Your money? That's my advance to a G And you'll see me and Lance to the B Yeah acting wild Jimmy back me, child How long you think an ounce gonna last me now? But I love when hoes call me "The Cat's Meow" Cause I run up in them and I make their cats meow Are you hip to the jive? How we get to the thighs? Half of my game? Yo, that sh** be a lie But it's true about Duke from the hoop to the 5 And I'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive Baby am I slick Oh your friends are sick To see me and my chicks in DKNY kicks And my clique Yo we get the dank and bounce And put another half a mil in my bank account