T-Pain - Getcha Roll On (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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T-Pain - Getcha Roll On (en) Lyrics
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Hey, I know you waitin’ on me,
baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there,
you ain’t 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,
I’m 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
Now you keep tellin’ all
your friends about me
So getcha roll on, 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,
don’t wanna go home
Yeah, it’s a vibe, it’s a
vibe, yeah, I’m so gone
‘Cause I’ve been puttin’ in that
work and now it’s time to chill
And my bitches came through
with all kind of pills
I told her, I get too high
and then I’ma sext her
And she was like a, woah,
a, yeah, Dexter
I be like, bitch, don’t
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, I’m on
that Hennessy XO, blur, blur
The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the
neck on freezer burner (Ooh)
Keep on talkin’ shit and I’ma
have to get the burner (Ooh)
Bitch, keep lookin’ at me, I’ma
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?
I know this 1942, it got you so gone
Nah, this ain’t a interview,
ain’t 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 ain’t
average (She ain’t 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 I’m with you, I’m
flexin’ on my ex
That’s why I let you come on the road,
might even fuck at the show
I got too nasty with your girl,
now you can’t fuck her no more
Yeah, I know you waitin’ on
me, baby, can you hold on?
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