- Getcha Roll On (feat. Tory Lanez) 歌詞 T-Pain
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- Hey, I know you waitin on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you aint got clothes on
Cause you gon ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin all night, girl, Im talkin so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Hey, yeah, I got like four phones
The AC in the Mini Cooper blowin snow cones
I got like five bad chicks, dont wanna go home
Yeah, its a vibe, its a vibe, yeah, Im so gone
Cause Ive been puttin in that work and now its time to chill
And my bitches came through with all kind of pills
I told her, I get too high and then Ima sext her
And she was like a, woah, a, yeah, Dexter
I be like, bitch, dont kill my vex, huh
Unless you wanna get in that UberX
All I do is just sit back and count checks, uh
But I be losin count, Im on that Hennessy XO, blur, blur
The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the neck on freezer burner (Ooh)
Keep on talkin shit and Ima have to get the burner (Ooh)
Bitch, keep lookin at me, Ima have to go and learn ya
I get shit straight like a perm, bruh (Yeah, yeah)
I know you waitin on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you aint got clothes on
Cause you gon ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin all night, girl, Im talkin so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
I know this 1942, it got you so gone
Nah, this aint a interview, aint shit to prolong
She let me touchdown, I tell her go long
I get to lickin, I be in it for the whole song
She take them pants off, Luther Vandross
Come and get it, baby, do it with your hands off
You gon get it like I put it in the hand-off
Get to shootin in that pussy like a standoff
Super lit, lit (Lit), she aint average (She aint average)
Hit a split on the dick, she a savage (She a savage)
She get on top of me and start doin gymnastics
She clean as ever but I love when she get nasty
Might even let her run right through this check
When Im with you, Im flexin on my ex
Thats why I let you come on the road, might even **** at the show
I got too nasty with your girl, now you cant **** her no more
Yeah, I know you waitin on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you aint got clothes on
Cause you gon ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin all night, girl, Im talkin so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
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