Rollin' With My Homies
Coolio Lyrics


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Saturday morning, take the train for a ride
The sun is up, I got my homies by my side
Rollin' down the street with my sixteen speakers
On the beach, daddy dippin'
I hang a light at the right, ready to have fun
Then I bust a left for the 121
Pull it into park and lay it on the grass
I roll back the ride, so I can see some ass
Clock one sista, fifteens in the rear
Bump a forty, leaves me gawkin' here
I hits 'em up for the circle, that's how I'm livin'
Crowbars in the house and got us on a mission
You can be Blood, or you can see cryppin' fool
But I ain't trippin'
My homie Snoop kicks the dinner juice and that's alright,
But a-Coolio with the flow seems to yak all night

[Chorus]
Rollin' with my homies (sippin' we yak all night, yeah)
Sippin' on yak all night (I got us on the way in the C-B-T, and it's alright)
Yak all night
Rollin' with my homies (sippin' yak all night, yeah)
Sippin' on yak all night (I got us on the way in the C-B-T, and it's alright)
Yak all night

Pumpin' up the keg and roll it in a paper
It's like a match, you light it up and pass it to your neighbor
Night time is the right time, a-dynamite!
We're gonna have a good time
I jump back in the wagon, lock up the ass
Pop in the tape and a match
West when I fly I take the exit o'
And guess what I saw
Two fools at the light, they stared me up
But I just look 'em in the eye and I say, "whats up?"
And even though I really don't want no trouble
I got thirty-one replies to bust your bubble
I don't really wanna hurt nobody
So I keeps on rollin' on my way to the party
I just wanna kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Pass me the cup so we can get twisted

[Chorus]

I'm rollin' with my homies, yeah
'Said we'd yak all night, yeah yeah

I roll up to the party and I'm straight old bent
And 'catchin' me a freak was my intent
There's a whole pack o' rats' ass standin' in the front
So I drops the ass and let the sistas bump
Here comes one now, she's on the tip
She says she likes the way my woofers kick
But I don't fall in love with every girl I see
So I pass up two and go straight to three
She got a ass like the back of a bus, 'cause
And that's why I say
I let her hit my twenty, got straight to the point
Whats up? Do you wanna kick it or what?
I ain't got time to be frontin',
I ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' Just a little sumpin' sumpin'
If you're fine and you won't front
I don't wanna be your man, but I'll hook you up.

[Chorus: x2]

Yes I'm rollin' rollin' rollin'
Yes I'm rollin' with my homies




Yes I'm rollin' rollin' rollin',
Rollin' with my homies ooh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Coolio's song Rollin' With My Homies are about a group of friends riding around on a train, drinking and partying the night away. They stop at various locations to enjoy themselves, such as the beach, a park, and a party. They are not looking for any trouble and just want to have a good time with each other. The lyrics describe the group's journey and the adventures they have along the way.


The song conjures up an image of young people having fun and living without a care in the world. It is a song about friendship, camaraderie, and escapism. The lyrics are representative of the hedonism and freedom of youth, a time when life is exciting, and every moment is an opportunity to create new memories.


Coolio's style of rapping in this song is relaxed and laid-back, and it complements the happy-go-lucky nature of the lyrics. The chorus is catchy and memorable, and it adds to the carefree atmosphere of the song. Overall, the lyrics of Rollin' with My Homies convey a sense of positivity, unity, and enjoyment of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Saturday morning, take the train for a ride
On a sunny Saturday morning, I’m taking a train ride with my friends


The sun is up, I got my homies by my side
With the sun shining, my buddies are with me


Rollin' down the street with my sixteen speakers
We’re driving down the street playing music on my sixteen speakers


On the beach, daddy dippin'
We’re at the beach, watching the ladies


I hang a light at the right, ready to have fun
I’m hanging a right turn and we’re ready to have a good time


Then I bust a left for the 121
Next up, making a left turn on 121


Pull it into park and lay it on the grass
We park on the grass, kicking it back


I roll back the ride, so I can see some ass
I roll my ride backward so we can check out the girls


Clock one sista, fifteens in the rear
I see a girl with a nice body and my subwoofers thumping in the back


Bump a forty, leaves me gawkin' here
I drink a 40 oz beer and can’t believe what I see


I hits 'em up for the circle, that's how I'm livin'
I hit up some people to join our party, this is how we live


Crowbars in the house and got us on a mission
My friends from the Crowbar crew are with us and we’ve got a mission


You can be Blood, or you can see cryppin' fool, But I ain't trippin'
You can be associated with a gang or not, but I’m not worried about it


My homie Snoop kicks the dinner juice and that's alright,
My friend Snoop is drinking juice and that’s cool


But a-Coolio with the flow seems to yak all night
I’m famous for my flow and I’m consistently rapping all night long


Rollin' with my homies (sippin' we yak all night, yeah)
We’re driving with my friends, sippin' on liquor, rapping all night long, yeah


Sippin' on yak all night (I got us on the way in the C-B-T, and it's alright)
We’re sipping on liquor throughout the night, headed to our party in my lowrider car and everything is good


Pumpin' up the keg and roll it in a paper
We’re pumping air into the keg and rolling it in paper


It's like a match, you light it up and pass it to your neighbor
It’s like lighting a match, we’re lighting up our joints and passing it around to our friends


Night time is the right time, a-dynamite!
It’s nighttime, the perfect time to have a blast!


We're gonna have a good time
We’re gonna have a great time tonight!


I jump back in the wagon, lock up the ass
I jump into my car, locking up the doors


Pop in the tape and a match
I put a cassette tape in the player and light up another joint


West when I fly I take the exit o'
When I head west I always take this exit


And guess what I saw
And you’ll never guess what I saw on the way there!


Two fools at the light, they stared me up
Two guys were eyeing me at the stoplight


But I just look 'em in the eye and I say, "whats up?"
I boldly looked at them and said, “What’s up?”


And even though I really don't want no trouble
Even though I don’t want any problems…


I got thirty-one replies to bust your bubble
I have 31 comebacks to harass you with, be warned!


I don't really wanna hurt nobody
I don’t want to cause harm to anyone


So I keeps on rollin' on my way to the party
So we keep driving to our celebration!


I just wanna kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
I just wanna hang out with my friends, that’s what I want


Pass me the cup so we can get twisted
Pass me the cup, so we can get drunk


I'm rollin' with my homies, yeah
I’m with my buddies, yeah!


'Said we'd yak all night, yeah yeah
We’re drinking all night, yeah!


I roll up to the party and I'm straight old bent
I’m high, and roll up to the party


And 'catchin' me a freak was my intent
My objective was to meet and possibly hook up with someone


There's a whole pack o' rats' ass standin' in the front
A group of unattractive women stands in front of me


So I drops the ass and let the sistas bump
I decline these unattractive girls and moved over to the hot ones


Here comes one now, she's on the tip
I spot a girl making her way toward us


She says she likes the way my woofers kick
She likes my music and my ride


But I don't fall in love with every girl I see
I don't fall in love with every woman I meet


So I pass up two and go straight to three
I decline two other girls and approach a third one


She got a ass like the back of a bus, 'cause
She has a big butt


And that's why I say
And that’s why I decide…


I let her hit my twenty, got straight to the point
I share my weed with her and cut straight to the chase


Whats up? Do you wanna kick it or what?
Do you want to hang out?


I ain't got time to be frontin', I ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I don’t have time for false pretenses, I’m not wasting my time or yours


Just a little sumpin' sumpin'
Just something simple


If you're fine and you won't front
If you’re attractive and genuine


I don't wanna be your man, but I'll hook you up
I don’t want a relationship, but I’ll still take care of you


Yes I'm rollin' rollin' rollin'
Yes, I’m rolling, rolling, rolling!


Rollin' with my homies ooh
Rollin' with my buddies, ooh!




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ARTIS L., JR. IVEY, RALPH SALL

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