Deez Bitches Rollin’

Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Play me some pimpin' man [Chorus: Juicy J] These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck [Verse 1: Juicy J] College hoes love alcohol And popping adderall And anything that got something to do with withdrawals They on their highest degree By swallowing ecstasy Strippers on campus looking for them grant fees (Ratchet) I'm in the chicks dorm room blowing hash Grabbing ass, getting Becky, that's that trippy swag Molly in my system but I ain't turnt up yet Smoking paper jets with a blonde and brunette They snorting blow, I'm double cupping Juicy toss all hoes, no handcuffing Fuck her once, then fuck her again Then its on to the next, roommates and friends [Chorus: Juicy J] These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck [Verse 2: SpaceGhostPurrp] I be that young Purrp Love to flirt Put my dick up in your skirt Face down, ass up That's the way I make it hurt Make it twerk on my dick Baby girl don't stop that shit Take that dick, suck a dick For 2030, bitch Come back, run it back Tell me where the burner at Nigga talk, nigga trip I'mma put him on his back Lean back, smoking pack Fucking with that loud sack Heart beating fast Like I'm 'bout to have a heart attack Real shit, trill shit Speaking how I feel, bitch Mack shit, pimp shit 'Til the day I'm still, bitch R.I.P fucking Jitt RVIDXR KLVN up in this bitch Fucking with Juicy J? I'mma punch you in your shit [Chorus: Juicy J] These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck These bitches rolling, we rolling up Money pouring down, drank pouring up I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck She's fucked up, she tryna fuck [Verse 3: Speaks] You are now dealing with stone cold pimp shit Do it for the nookie but I ain't Limp Bizkit Brand new bitch with a cherry red lipstick She can turn a quick trick, something like a kickflip Well, how convenient boo, you even brought your kneepads And let me hit it raw, wearing nothing but my ski mask And honey thats a stick-up, but I'm so drunk I hiccup And I got your uppers, after supper, if you need a pick-up But I never make her drop when the sun goes down I'll fuck her all night if the beat slows dow-dow-dow-down I'm on that DJ Quik I got that sugar free Mossberg right up under my hip And so I'm leaving them chip, if bitches running their lips I got like four in the clip, I gotta couple of zips And all these Purple Naked Ladies got me feeling like Prince Swag [Chorus: Juicy J] These bitches rolling (yessir), we rolling up (we here) Money pouring down (uh-huh), drank pouring up (you know it) I'm fucked up (yessir), it's time to fuck (we trippy) She's fucked up (uh-huh), she tryna fuck (she going) These bitches rolling (yessir), we rolling up (you know it) Money pouring down (uh-huh), drank pouring up (we trippy) I'm fucked up (yessir), it's time to fuck (you know it) She's fucked up (she gone)