How We Roll Lyrics - Ashanti

[Ashanti] 

Something, I want to tell you 

There's something I've been, thinking, that your, crew should know 

Big Pun be the largest thang 

Straight out of the projects 

And that's how we roll. roll. 

[Big Pun] 

You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana 

In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on cham-pagna 

Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us 

Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob 

I make the kind of green a hustler dream 

Bustin out the custard cream Viper 

custom piped up with the mustard seams 

Clustered green Fort Knox and hard (?) medallions 

Mockin God even Italians see my batallion pull out the broad 

I got the +Squad+ over-qualified, pullin over Karl Kani 

Range Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide 

Sparkin lye in the clouds and reppin my housin 

Like the Wu do in Shaolin 

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[Chorus: Ashanti] 

Ooohooo there's, something, I want to tell you 

There's something I've been, thinking, that your, crew should know 

Big Pun be the largest thang 

Straight out of the projects 

And that's how we roll. roll. 

[Big Pun] 

I keep my Desert Eagle cocked back in my tuxedo with my top hat 

What you broke motherfuckers know about that? 

Lookin fat in Marc and Pelle leather like Fonzarelli 

Sparkin Phillies with the Gods like Makaveli 

On the celly (blown Benz, chrome rims) 

Shinin like the (stone gems) on my (gold rings) 

I got it sewn Twinz, I can't begin to tell you the story 

that soared me from livin poorly to a modern day Cinderfella 

I've been a killer and a drug dealer, a bugged nigga 

But now I'm like Puffy cause money's thicker than blood player 

I'm still a threat but now I think before I flip 

Call my connects together 

and figure which cleaner's the best for the hit 

I get the job done, Pun's handlin business 

Candlelight dinners, havin a toast with the most glamorous bitches 

My road to riches was no Christmas 

Now we blessed with gold Lazaruses 

so expensive my whole family's religious 

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[Chorus] 

[Big Pun] 

Aiyyo I want it all you can call me greedy and superficial 

long as my crew's official and pulls they pistols soon as I whistle 

I'm tryin to triple a million and split it three ways 

Joe the God, Full Eclipse, and myself - that'll be the day 

I need a way to get it already got the ambition 

Start the ignition, watch for the NARCs in the marked Expedition 

I'm on a mission which requires a higher position 

Desire and vision keeps the fire inside of me glistenin 

I'm infinite like math, so I'm gonna last 

But you wanna laugh all day, bullshit and sittin on your ass 

I'm all about cash and the power 

A stash with the power that lasts like hittin ass for an hour 

Let's get it locked, I want a watch with baguetted rocks 

so I can clock hoes with the glow that never stops 

Forget the cops, we got Deserts and glocks too 

Ready to rock whoever tryin to stop our cheddar from stockin forever 

[Chorus] 

[Ashanti] 

Big Pun is the largest thang 

Joey Crack be stayin paid 

Terror Squad from the projects man. {*fades*}