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Bring Da Roof Down Lyrics

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"Bring Da Roof Down" is track #6 on the album Olivia. It was written by Juan Peters, Olivia Longott, David Conley, Joshua Thompson.
"Bring Da Roof Down" is track #6 on the album Olivia. It was written by Juan Peters, Olivia Longott, David Conley, Joshua Thompson.

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Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies sitting at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga no you ain't gettin' no ass
Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga just pour crystal in my glass

Take my keys to my 2K Jaguar please
Park it next to the cherry red Benz
The one with the hoodie and all his friends
VIP check the list it's me plus 3
Now we're in and the drink's on me until we're dizzy
So pissy, get on the floor, throw on some biggie

I'm gon' spend all ya endz, nigga we some prada Mommas
Fine ass figgas with them doped up na-nas
Mr.OT sale a coke in ocabonas
Late night fee, splurshin' off give me Hondas
Swurvin' off in a suburban, sipin' burban
Urban tryin' not to hit the curbin'

Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies sitting at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga no you ain't gettin' no ass
Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga just pour crystal in my glass

Lil' Momma gonna show y'all how to floss in the 4
With the top down, nigga's drawers drop at the do'
We rock Prada, Chanel and Fendi nigga
You sport fosco, how you gon' fend me nigga?
Let alone afford me, I broke pockets ballin'
I pimp smack ya girl, y'all niggas still applaud me

Gangsta please, wit' yo jeans a bit too creased
Step away from the hot girls please
Your breathe smells like Sushi
Fake brothas, broke down brothas
Pull ya shoes up, ya pants too snuff my brotha
Little dickie, so ya gotta lickie-lickie
Back yo ass up, fo' I slip you a mickey

Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies sitting at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga no you ain't gettin' no ass
Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga just pour crystal in my glass

Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies sitting at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga no you ain't gettin' no ass
Two in the morning and you're ready to rock
I got my ladies at the bar doing it up
So just give up the cash, nigga just pour crystal in my glass

Songwriters
JUAN PETERS, OLIVIA LONGOTT, DAVID CONLEY, JOSHUA THOMPSON

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