We Rollin'

This is real, baby, this is real, they love this. [Chorus] Just sit back and relax Bentley seats in the back Lil' mama we rollin' (We rollin', we rollin') "Kandy" paint on the Lak Shoes bigger than Shaq Chrome beamin' we rollin' (We rollin', we rollin') Picture a scene from the mac Picture me on it like that Quick get in we rollin' (We rollin', we rollin') Yeah I rap and I act God put me where I'm at Lil' mama we rollin' (We rollin', we rollin') The P-I-M-P The pockets are filthy The cars is sick, B The bars is milky He hard ta' kill, G The God is real deep The Coop DeVille leanin' Pinky ring freezin' Creep with' no ceiling Keep the chrome beamin' Cold with' no feelings Roll and dough peelin' Cruise the track "Kandy" paint on the Lak Shoes bigger than Shaq Lil' mama relax What he wearin' on his back Is never off the rack "Todd Smith" custom All the ladies lust him They with' 'em' he crush 'em' We talkin' bout' a mac A pure-bread dog Not one of them alley cats Thorough to the max Q-borough matter fact Ice so sharp it slice through your cataracts Hard from the wars, he tough as a battle axe Don't hate him 'cause he hot, God put him where he at Fo' sho' [Chorus] You ain't got the bottles on chill The models lookin' I'll V.I.P. locked down, crackin' them hundred dollar bills Yankee hat low "Todd Smith" in rhinestones Your chick chose him, let bygones be bygones All these amateur macs with' they're eyeballs watery Choosin' honeys over money that's how it oughta' be Meanwhile, he gets his statements quarterly You're starvin' on the corner actin' drunk and disorderly Relax in the Maybach gettin' your booze on Seats is like a couch, get your Tom Cruise on French pedicure with' the Chimmy Choos on He wanna' see more he throw somethin' smooth on The modern day Goldie Game better than Coby Style, doper than Codeine Playin' for his own team When he walk up in the spot he lookin' so clean Rubbin' money in your face like cold cream [Chorus] Yeah, yeah --- We Rollin' - LL Cool J