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Vanilla Ice

Roll 'em Up

 

Roll 'em Up

(album: Mind Blowin - 1994)


Roll 'em up, roll 'em up, roll up the hooty mac,
Rollem up Roll 'em up, rollem up rollem up.....

I need some herbs and spices,
So I can feel nices,
The breeze, coolin like a summer tree.
Cuz it's the I-C-E and you know I got the feel it.
I score it, and I ain't gotta steal it.
So bring on the sack that's phat,
And Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5,
Cuz I get with 'em.
Everytime I get a little hit, of tha hummm
The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
And I need to get it quick, cause it's callin me.
Come and roll me up please I-C-E,
Now light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
You know I smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
Gong diddlee bong, once again you know it's on huh,
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it now hit it.

[chorus:]
You see everytime I wake up, I got to clear my head,
But I clear it with my yess, cause it goes with my dreds.
And I can't stand to run out, cause if you do I get illy,
Never get silly, so pass me the philly.
Blunt, and no I don't front like Zero,
Who wears a chronic hat but always says no,
But I say yes, and I get it off my chest.
Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and I hit the phunky ?ess,
Check it, you ain't gotta test it,
It's the mad bomb and I've already blessed it.
Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do,
When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through.
I ain't tryin to front, cause I'm getting what I want.
Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
Yeah, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it now hit it.

[chorus]

Roll up the hooty mac, that what I said
Now tell me how you feeling.
Don't it feel good enough to jump and touch the ceiling.
It's on, It's on, I feel it comin on.
It's good to the bone, cause the buzz is real strong.
Even though I can not stand it, but I recomment it,
Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it.
You know that twenty dollars that yo've saved
Throughout the week,
If you're a non smoker, then please don't try to speak.
The plan, the plan ya know I've got a plan,
Squirrels got the goods, now tell me whos the man.
But not really the man, that you call when you want it,
Ya know I stay legit, and I've got to stay up on it
On and On. Yo, give me a Ho....
And show me what I want to do, then I'll let you know.
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it now hit it

[chorus]

done

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