Ring Around The Rolls – English Lyrics

• By: Rick Ross, YFN Lucci
• Album: Set In Stone

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the rhythmic world of modern Hip-Hop with 'Ring Around The Rolls.' This song is a perfect tool for learners to pick up contemporary English slang, rhythmic flow, and cultural idioms used in urban music, making it a special gateway into the expressive language of the streets.

[English]

Real nigga music

You know the fuck goin'

Maybach Music

You know every day a celebration, nigga

Look at all the shit we've been through, look how far we came, nigga, uh

You know we gon' keep poppin' bottles

We gon' keep gettin' this money

Type shit, slow it down

Huh, look

Never spoon-fed but always shared my bread

Even at a young age, I was too ahead, look

I was at my lowest, but I held my head

Sharpest nigga in the room and the toolshed, look

Flow so immaculate, you should see what I battle with

I was in the back of a paddy wagon shackled and shit

Now I spend three hundred stacks to sit in the back of it

Maybachin' it, huh, how I'm backin' in (look)

Hot nigga, givin' bitches the cold shoulder

I might pour a pint up, and only you afford sodas

Ten properties, three beds, and there's one owner

I be really slammin' these bitches like Hulk Hogan

Choke hold her, bad bitch'll eat hoes, and

I don't give a fuck if she married, she gettin' folded

No Trojan, since a kid, I been chosen

Plus I been a player since Ring Around the Rolls, and

Huh, and nowadays I might pull up playin' Ring Around the Rosies

Four Cullinan truck, all doors open

Half a ticket on me, I ain't know nothing, I can fold it

Look, bad bitch'll keep my clothes folded

She keep her hair in a bun, I keep my gun loaded

.9 millimeter, she my fine mamacita

I can't lie, she a keeper, that's probably why I won't leave her

All she know is Patek Philippe, never met Geneva

You askin' why they always shoppin' with me, 'cause I get 'em cheaper

I can turn a nun to a Chrisean and an eater, huh

I can turn a hood rat bum into a diva

Big pleaser, more cars than Vin Diesel

I can buy like 20 Ferraris with this Visa

Rich people only party with rich people

That's your bitch? Keep her, you don't want her? Me neither

Gun battles and drop tops, we celebrate

I'm at the jeweler, we switchin' up new ones every day

Being jealous of women, that's where we separate

Time bomb is destined for me to detonate, boom

Many rats in this bitch, time to clear the room

Either pray for your nigga or let the trigger do 'em

You been hateful of homies since it was middle school

I've been grateful to get it just 'cause you wouldn't do it

Rolls-Royce with Mansory all in the roof

Four doors, I told Nino go get the coupe

I be callin' the shots really, like when it shoot

I been talkin' to blocks, nigga, since it was true

All these fuck nigga on the Epstein list

When I just wanna get my whole team rich

The bust down Cuban with the clean chips

Gunplay actin' like I ain't mean shit

But I bounce back, triple beam shit

Black Porsche, top down, and a wing lift

Bitch nigga, one round, that's a remix

Six figures, hundred rounds on the defense

Ten properties, three beds, and there's one owner

I be really slammin' these bitches like Hulk Hogan

Choke hold her, bad bitch'll eat hoes, and

I don't give a fuck if she married, she gettin' folded

No Trojan, since a kid, I been chosen

Plus I been a player since Ring Around the Rolls, and

Huh, and nowadays I might pull up playin' Ring Around the Rosies