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Текст песни Timbaland - Roll Out

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(feat. petey pablo, smokey (playa))[intro: timbaland]Hey yall, can yall do something for me? Can yall bounce, can yall bounce, what? Hey yall, can yall do something for me? Can yall bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce? Hey yall, can yall do something for me? Can yall bounce, can yall bounce, what? Hey yall, can yall do something for me? Ficky, ficky, ficky, ficky, timbaland[timbaland]I be creepin in backyards, dippin in alley waysMy brother in the 360, Im 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 shoesThats why we keep it live, cuz we keep ours aliveFor that alcohol is full of, full of surpriseThats how were gonna ball, walk before we crawlThis here, this here, is that party yall[chorus]Roll out (roll!)Get crunked (roll!)Get your girls (roll!)Get your boys (roll!)Hit the switches (roll!)Bring the noise (roll!)[panting noises]Roll out (roll!}Get crunked (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 laughinThinkin his chick hang out the sunroof flashinI done went in the grass, like to kill a rabbitSwerve back into traffic, radio blastinSlammed 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 andHopin I scripe long (? ? )Whoop! 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 Im crackin my rimLike why taco bell drive-thru so damn slimIm out north too, no top on the benzBig body, too, just like I walked out the gymMan, Im sppeding through, not just feeling the windLook, the needle to the gas tank is right at the endNow, Im needing to sin, lying againPumpin gas in the benz, with no money to spendAnd every kid that walk in, cashier turning againSo its 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 Im scheming on your daughter with on condom and clairborneDont get it twisted, Im gold-toothed and two-fistedBoth arms ready to roll, chrome-wristedIm 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]

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