Roll em Up Lyrics by Vanilla Ice

Roll em Up Lyrics

    Written by: vanilla ice, zero, rod johnson, darryl delite
    Allamby
    Produced by: vanilla ice & zero.
    Published by: ice baby music, dj zero music, bmi
    Mix by: vanilla ice
    Lead guitar: andy timmons
    Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
    Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.

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

    I need some herbs and spices,
    So i can feel nices,
    The breeze, coolin like a summertree.
    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 brang on the sack that's phat,
    Ya know
    I love my is izm and the 1.5,
    Cuz i get '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,
    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.

    You see everytime i wake up, i got to clear my head,
    But i clear it with ?ess, 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 dn'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 gettin' what i want.
    Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
    Yeh, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
    Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

    Roll 'em up the hooty mac, that what i said
    Now tell me how you feelin'.
    Don't it feel good enought 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 go thte 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 you geve me a ho....
    And 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.

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