Roll Out - 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
I be creepin' in backyards dipping in alley ways
My brother in the 360 I'm in a escalade
We piled ride high sittin' on low pros
Petey in the back of us with his range ROV
Bold ladies sittin' in back one ridin' in the front
No smokin' in here so put out your freakin' blunt
This how we gon' do it so pay attention to the rules
Women in sexy gear draws down and no shoes
That's why we keep it live cuz we keep ours alive
For that alcohol is full of full of surprise
That's how we're gonna ball walk before we crawl
This here this here is that party y'all
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Roughest toughest fastest one of the baddest
Rappin' asses tickin' on a timbaland classic
Layin' in traffic shifting gears in the automatic
Tryin' to get past this old couple in a maverick
Beepin' my horn at' em flickin' on my hazards
G calling me on his cell phone laughing
Thinkin' his chick hang out the sunroof flashin'
I done went in the grass like to kill a rabbit
Swerve back into traffic radio blastin'
Slammed on the brakes skrut ya old bastard
Tim zig zaggin' hell he in the back and
Girls sittin' on the trunk droppin' wine glasses
Wind blowing dresses up showin' off the panties
Polka dot stripe thongs crammed in they fannies
Whoop you could be Ms Barry fine as you is
Tim pull it over let' em ride in here
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Catch me in a chick and her name is Kim
Tryna tell you who I hit cuz I ran out of bim
Fast food so dangerous that I'm crackin' my rim
Like why taco bell drive thru so damn slim
I'm out north too no top on the Benz
Big body too just like I walked out the gym
Man I'm sppeding through not just feeling the wind
Look the needle to the gas tank is right at the end
Now I'm needing to sin lying again
Pumpin' gas in the Benz with no money to spend
And every kid that walk in cashier turning again
So it's a good thing that lady walked in her twins
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
All I do is listen to eightball with the hoes on call
High dank in my gas tank and eat raw franks
Grill in my bed and serve 2 steak and Siemen
And I'm scheming on your daughter with on condom and clairborne
Don't get it twisted I'm gold toothed and two fisted
Both arms ready to roll chrome wristed
I'm past being beserk I go to work
Tell the boss go' head give me some sugars and hot sauce
With an atrack of Diana Ross playing
And drunk off some moonshine I passed out and woke up at noontime
Thought it was crack of dawn but a** was in my face
Said them draws was versache I thought she had versace
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll
Roll out roll
Get crunked roll
Get your girls roll
Get your boys roll
Hit the switches roll
Bring the noise roll