Artist: Emtee Album: Avery Song: Roll Up Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] If she trippin, leave the bitch alone Thats why you never catch a nigga sober Hot boxing till this beef is over I'm never scared got no pistol on me Krapa, fasa baba lets Start rolling up the jets Krapa, fasa baba lets Start rolling up the jets When I rap, I overflow And my swag is on overload Came to your gig and I stole the show Emtee a hustler, you already know She use to ride me like a rodeo Till she heard me on the radio Where we at, why you hating though? Stop hanging with these lames hoes I'awthi yakho ineskorokoro, kuthen' uchoma ndithi molo bo Tlogela nthoeo, fasa zolo mou Got hella bitches, call me Solomon [Chorus] Kuthen' ezenza ngcono lo? I mean, who watches a monologue Labantwana beza ngemihlolo Got hella swishes on the floor Lomtwan' uhlel' ekasi, she a north hoe Flexin on the net, she a broke hoe Ulal' ekhishin nama kokorosh Wenz'imal' uthand ivoroso HHP, uzenz' ibosso lo Hamb' uyozi ngcwaba nay' ifosholo Im busy getting high, while u thinking that you fly [Chorus] If she loyal, then I won't control her She'd probably turn into a smoker Chain smoking sipping Coca-Cola I am not an average stoner Double cupping, got a bitch to roll up Fuck small talk, nigga pour up! [Chorus]