Picture Me Rollin’ Songtext
von Chris Brown
Picture Me Rollin’ Songtext
Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don′t love 'em
And you know I don′t cuff 'em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she lovin', she lovin′
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I′m in the blood red Lambo, yellin' "What up five?"
Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride
′Cause they lovin', they lovin′
Picture me rollin', 64 sittin′ on treads
Picture me rollin', top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin', from VA to LA
Picture me rollin′, picture me rollin′, oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
Rolled my weed up for the night (Who tryna smoke with me)
See them clouds, you know we high (Too fucked)
If you don't smoke girl, it′s alright (You know worried 'bout a damn thing)
That′s more for me so I don't mind (I don′t mind)
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she lovin', she lovin'
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I′m in the blood red Lambo, yellin′ "What up five?"
Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they lovin′, they lovin'
Picture me rollin′, 64 sittin' on treads
Picture me rollin′, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin', from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin′, oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin′ (Forgiatos on the Wraith)
64 sittin' on treads
Picture me rollin′ (From Virginia to the Bay)
Top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' (Private jet on the red eye)
VA to LA
Picture me rollin′ (500)
Picture me rollin', oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
A dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I′m making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you?
Picture me rollin', oh yeah
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don′t love 'em
And you know I don′t cuff 'em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she lovin', she lovin′
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I′m in the blood red Lambo, yellin' "What up five?"
Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride
′Cause they lovin', they lovin′
Picture me rollin', 64 sittin′ on treads
Picture me rollin', top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin', from VA to LA
Picture me rollin′, picture me rollin′, oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
Rolled my weed up for the night (Who tryna smoke with me)
See them clouds, you know we high (Too fucked)
If you don't smoke girl, it′s alright (You know worried 'bout a damn thing)
That′s more for me so I don't mind (I don′t mind)
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she lovin', she lovin'
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I′m in the blood red Lambo, yellin′ "What up five?"
Got the killers and them bitches that be ready to ride
'Cause they lovin′, they lovin'
Picture me rollin′, 64 sittin' on treads
Picture me rollin′, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin', from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin′, oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin′ (Forgiatos on the Wraith)
64 sittin' on treads
Picture me rollin′ (From Virginia to the Bay)
Top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' (Private jet on the red eye)
VA to LA
Picture me rollin′ (500)
Picture me rollin', oh yeah (Oh, yeah)
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
A dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I′m making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you?
Picture me rollin', oh yeah
Writer(s): Wesley Armand Dees, Santiago Bauza, Aaron Lamont Small, Andre Blake, Angela Laverne Stone, Gabrielle N. Nowee, Gwendolyn Yvonne Chisolm, Edward Rubin Griffin, Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller, Warren Iii Griffin, Christopher Maurice Brown, Kenneth Darnell Franklin, Nathaniel D. Hale, Sylvia Robinson, Cheryl Lorraine Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
