Текст песни Timbaland And Magoo - Roll Out
Timbaland And Magoo - Roll Out слова песни
(feat. Petey Pablo, Smokey (Playa))[Intro: Timbaland]Hey y`all, can y`all do something for me?Can y`all bounce, can y`all bounce, what?Hey y`all, can y`all do something for me?Can y`all bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce?Hey y`all, can y`all do something for me?Can y`all bounce, can y`all bounce, what?Hey y`all, can y`all do something for me?Ficky, ficky, ficky, ficky, Timbaland[Timbaland]I be creepin` in backyards, dippin in alley waysMy brother in the 360, I`m in a escaladeWe piled ride high, sittin` on low prosPetey in the back of us, with his range rovBold ladies sittin` in back, one ridin` in the frontNo smokin` in here, so put out your freakin` bluntThis how we gon` do it, so pay attention to the rulesWomen in sexy gear, draws down and no shoesThat`s why we keep it live, cuz we keep ours aliveFor that alcohol is full of, full of surpriseThat`s how we`re gonna ball, walk before we crawlThis here, this here, is that party y`all[Chorus]Roll Out (ROLL!)Get the cars (ROLL!)Get your girls (ROLL!)Get your boys (ROLL!)Hit the switches (ROLL!)Bring the noise (ROLL!)[panting noises]Roll Out (ROLL!}Get the cars (ROLL!)Get your girls (ROLL!)Get your boys (ROLL!)Hit the switches (ROLL!)Bring the noise (ROLL!)[panting noises][Petey Pablo]Roughest, toughest, fastest, one of the baddestRappin` asses, tickin` on a Timbaland classicLayin` in traffic, shiftin gears in the automaticTryin` to get past this old couple in a MaverickBeepin` my horn at `em, flickin` on my hazardsG. callin` me, on his cell phone laughin`Thinkin` his chick hang out the sunroof flashin`I done went in the grass, like to kill a rabbitSwerve back into traffic, radio blastin`Slammed on the brakes [SKRUT!], ya old bastardTim zig-zaggin`, hell, he in the back andGirls sittin` on the trunk, droppin` wine glassesWind blowin` dresses up, showin off the pad andPolka dot scripe long cramed in their phaniesWHOOP! You could be Ms. Barry, fine as you isTim, pull it over, let `em ride in here[Repeat Chorus][Smokey]Catch me in a chick, and her name is KimTryna tell you who I hit cuz I ran out of BimFast food so dangerous that I`m crackin` my rimLike why Taco Bell drive-thru so damn slimI`m out north too, no top on the BenzBig body, too, just like I walked out the gymMan, I`m sppeding through, not just feeling the windLook, the needle to the gas tank is right at the endNow, I`m needing to sin, lying againPumpin` gas in the Benz, with no money to spendAnd every kid that walk in, cashier turning againSo it`s a good thing that lady walked in her twins[Repeat Chorus][Magoo]All I do is listen to Eightball, with the hoes on callHigh dank in my gas tank and eat raw franksGrill in my bed and serve 2 steak and siemenAnd I`m scheming on your daughter with on condom and ClairborneDon`t get it twisted, I`m gold-toothed and two-fistedBoth arms ready to roll, chrome-wristedI`m past being beserk, I go to workTell the boss "Go `head give me some sugars and hot sauce"With an atrack of Diana Ross playingAnd drunk off some moonshine, I passed out and woke up at noontimeThought it was crack of dawn, but ass was in my faceSaid them draws was versache, I thought she had versace[Repeat Chorus]