Look baby, hold on, I'm bout to go long I'm bout to show these people how to get your
Roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, bum, bum Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on I think she want some, I'm Mr. Bum Bum I love the way she throw her back, she make it uh-uh
We up the foursome, oh yeah, I know somethin' Lil' baby throw her bag for me, I might just throw somethin' Not what you're used to, bitch, I got loose grooves Don't try to screw me, baby, might just make you cuckoo She want that new, new, she know I'm too cool I'm in her, you're tryna connect like I'm a Bluetooth You know I'm wavin, chasin' that money and I run it on the daily Be in that water like I'm listed in the Navy Callin' me dead, I guess you tryna be my baby, baby
Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
I just want big-back bills and big-back food I need them stacks, I'm in that mood I've been him, yeah, I'm that dude Never lost, cause we don't lose The final boss, the bada-boom The four-zero, sweet, go get that room We shine like stars, we float like moons We smoke green, that hit like shrooms Don't want no friend, don't need more room We pray to God, but we still
Goons Watch me jig, watch me move Doin' your dance, but watch my shoes Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
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Look baby, hold on, I'm bout to go long I'm bout to show these people how to get your
Roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, bum, bum Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on I think she want some, I'm Mr. Bum Bum I love the way she throw her back, she make it uh-uh
We up the foursome, oh yeah, I know somethin' Lil' baby throw her bag for me, I might just throw somethin' Not what you're used to, bitch, I got loose grooves Don't try to screw me, baby, might just make you cuckoo She want that new, new, she know I'm too cool I'm in her, you're tryna connect like I'm a Bluetooth You know I'm wavin, chasin' that money and I run it on the daily Be in that water like I'm listed in the Navy Callin' me dead, I guess you tryna be my baby, baby
Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
I just want big-back bills and big-back food I need them stacks, I'm in that mood I've been him, yeah, I'm that dude Never lost, cause we don't lose The final boss, the bada-boom The four-zero, sweet, go get that room We shine like stars, we float like moons We smoke green, that hit like shrooms Don't want no friend, don't need more room We pray to God, but we still
Goons Watch me jig, watch me move Doin' your dance, but watch my shoes Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, bum, bum Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on I think she want some, I'm Mr. Bum Bum I love the way she throw her back, she make it uh-uh
We up the foursome, oh yeah, I know somethin' Lil' baby throw her bag for me, I might just throw somethin' Not what you're used to, bitch, I got loose grooves Don't try to screw me, baby, might just make you cuckoo She want that new, new, she know I'm too cool I'm in her, you're tryna connect like I'm a Bluetooth You know I'm wavin, chasin' that money and I run it on the daily Be in that water like I'm listed in the Navy Callin' me dead, I guess you tryna be my baby, baby
Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
I just want big-back bills and big-back food I need them stacks, I'm in that mood I've been him, yeah, I'm that dude Never lost, cause we don't lose The final boss, the bada-boom The four-zero, sweet, go get that room We shine like stars, we float like moons We smoke green, that hit like shrooms Don't want no friend, don't need more room We pray to God, but we still
Goons Watch me jig, watch me move Doin' your dance, but watch my shoes Look, baby, hold on, I'm bout' to go long I'm bout' to show these people how to get your roll on Might get your soul gone, good grip, just hold on I'm rollin' like a 18-wheeler, baby, boom, boom Just get your roll on, just get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Yeah, everybody, everybody, get your roll on
Writer: Brandon Armstrong
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