riesling & rolling papers lyrics – fabolous

“riesling & rolling papers”

this is why they f*ck with me: right after the head
i tell em i gotta leave cause i’m trying to stay sucker-free
they say i’m a dog, well that makes them a f*cking flea
and now i understand why their *ss is so stuck on me
luckily, i be feeling good in my bucket seats
thug motivation: my coupe cost a buck 03
mind of a hockey player: you could suck a d
i’m a reach my goal and you ain’t gon take this puck from me
coco loso in my stanley cup
you could say whatever, just don’t bring the family up
who could f*ck with me? everybody hand be up
but when we set the date, bet these n*gg*s stand me up
i’m down to earth like gravity, but man we up
women get around me and they cannot keep their panties up
your boy drop jewels, you n*gg*s should ante up
this is food for thought, you b*tches fill the pantry up
as i get older, i be looking at what rap breeds:
a bunch of tatted up n*gg*s who can rap weed
and i ain’t saying i’m exactly what rap needs
i’m just a swagged-out n*gg* in a rapide
with a 3-year old, that i’m trying to be here for
road to the riches, and my gift is my vehicle
and i ain’t even talking about that aston martin
even though i bought that for my birthday
the lines i come up, they p*ss the margin
yeah, i write my best sh*t on my worst day
and that’s the sh*t that gets you richer
turn a negative into a positive: get the picture?
people say i changed; it’s not me, it’s the money
it’s the middle of the winter but they got me where it’s sunny
and i’m not just being funny, i know no other way
let’s just finish up this riesling and roll another j

/ fabolous lyrics