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Rollin' Over Lyrics

Artist: ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
Album: The Calm

[Intro]
Rollin' over
Hell muthafuckin' yeah bitch
Hatchet chop straight to your muthafuckin' face
Rollin' over
I look up, there's still so far to go
Wicked clowns got that real shit
What up, dawg

[Verse 1]
I come floatin' in this bitch with some wings like a pegasus,
Got a shiny ass V on my chest, wut up?
I'm Violent J the clown, I'm goofy for a second,
But when your bitch's headless I'm on top of her naked
You know my status, I'm juggalatis
And we the baddest here to sever your melon
It's wicked shit that we sellin'
We off the track
Now give your bitch ass a bitch slap
Now nobody never steppin' down
We 'bout to enter second round

Running backwards on the walls
Shaggy 2 Dope in this muthafucka
You talkin' through your butt cause silence is for suckers
So I'm out there throughout the year
I'm right here, don't stare like a bitch, bitch buy me a beer
Nobody wicked like me, I do this terrifically
And my muthafuckin' pimp slap will knock down a tree
So clown love bitch, I seen that tat on your tittes
We forever on tour, clown love in your city.

[Chorus]
Rollin' over
I look up, there's still so far to go, so much time
Rollin' over
I look up, there's still so far to go, it's yo time
Rollin' over
I look up, there's still so far to go, so much time,
Rollin' over
I look up there's still so far to go, it's yo time for your mind.

[Verse 2]
I got three bodies stuffed in my trunk
I'm blowin' red lights and I'm blowin' heads off
Before I'm read any rights
Baby I'm outlaw, painted up and packin' the bombs
I stomp preps in the streets and sound fire alarms
Bitch run for your life
We keep it wicked and scary
And we welcome to our world anything that you bury
I throw meteors and fire balls through brick walls
And got a three foot dick for all your chick jaws

Walkin' through the slums bout' to strangle someone
Maybe it's a custom, gotta get it done
I live like that, spirits haunting me like that,
I'm lost in the ouija board, ain't never comin back.

[Chorus]
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