[00:04.300]We're rolling
[00:07.960]We're rolling
[00:11.290]And action
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[00:15.610]Yacht Master Rollie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:19.690]Some cameras just landed on me, we're rolling
[00:23.140]Holy moly, damn
[00:26.710]This b*tch want me and the homies, so
[00:30.310]Yacht Master Rollie, ayy
[00:34.130]The cameras just landed on me, what's up (out of nowhere)
[00:38.300]Holy moly
[00:41.420]This b*tch want me and the homies, so
[00:44.620]
[00:44.880]Came in this b*tch
[00:46.230]It's a shame I ain't make a ******' film, damn
[00:48.390]Pills in my pocket tee
[00:50.210]And I stay smokin' on that ******' kill
[00:51.920]Know I gotta swang through
[00:53.620]Bangin' my ****, that other **** weird
[00:55.580]I'm the fresh prince of the city
[00:57.580]Got dranks in the back room, chill, check this out
[00:59.700]Got Franks in my pocket, they chillin'
[01:02.960]Lot of faces on me so I never get lonely
[01:07.690]Seen that ***********' Porsche Carrera and got a boner
[01:11.910]I don't **** with freeloaders, nah
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[01:15.570]Yacht Master Rollie
[01:17.780]Some cameras just landed on me, out of nowhere
[01:21.800]Holy moly, damn
[01:26.120]This b*tch want me and the homie, cool
[01:29.930]Yacht Master Rollie, ayy
[01:33.650]The cameras just landed on me, what's up?
[01:37.710]Holy moly
[01:40.580]This b*tch want me and the homies, so
[01:43.200]
[01:43.480]She shaved off everything 'cept for the landin' strip
[01:45.700]I'm on them 22s just like the Emmett Smith
[01:47.210]You see me killin' ****, reapin' the benefits
[01:49.020]You work from 9 to 5, I work from 10 to 6
[01:50.980]Up all night hustlin'
[01:52.630]Yellow gold like mustard
[01:54.740]Been told 'em pass the Grey Poupon
[01:56.650]Back when I had a cutlass
[01:58.060]Y'all ****** just rusty
[01:59.870]I put your b*tch on a Huffy
[02:01.870]Now we're talkin' paper, boy
[02:03.780]Crip on a hundred acres, boy
[02:05.580]All you do is hate with your boy
[02:07.340]You act like a snake with your boy
[02:09.200]You act like a fake with your boy
[02:11.070]My pockets lookin' like they ate your boy
[02:13.080]Damn... holy moly
[02:16.790]I don't know if she wanna **** me or my Rollie
[02:19.750]Even Cartier lenses can see that you're phoney
[02:23.370]Anybody seen your style can tell that you stole it
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[02:27.740]Yacht Master Rollie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:31.610]Some cameras just landed on me, we're rolling
[02:36.030]Holy moly, damn
[02:39.490]This b*tch want me and the homies, so
[02:42.660]Yacht Master Rollie, ayy
[02:46.630]The cameras just landed on me, what's up (out of nowhere)
[02:50.090]Holy moly
[02:53.400]This b*tch want me and the homies, so