Tekster:
Puff Daddy Roll With Me

I'll tell you things about me (Let's go) {Chorus: Faith Evans} Sho' nuff ridin, won'tcha come roll with me Come on, roll with me We can put the top down

I'll tell you things about me (Let's go) {Chorus: Faith Evans} Sho' nuff ridin, won'tcha come roll with me Come on, roll with me We can put the top down

All of them hold me down while I'm pressin you So who stressin who, and even though my nigga gone Lil' Kim and Puff Daddy keep keepin it on Chorus Verse Three: Puff Daddy

my toes for me How you want that, tell me, how you want that? How you want that, tell me, how you want that? Daddy, how you want to give it to me? A

, you got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway, police catch me

Always down to roll and blow a head off He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz

the feelin? you been feinin? my body I see us leaving the party, now tell me what you gon? do? Somebody told me you been thinkin? about me And I been thinkin? it probably could be me

my account The only other way is to pay me cash And ain't nothing wrong with that In fact give me the scratch in big stacks 'Cause you're fucking with

the window, indo' coming out the back room Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me, plus them