Big Tymers Lyrics

Overview / Lyrics (see all) / Photos / Videos / News

Get Your Roll On Lyrics

from I Got That Work

"Get Your Roll On" is track #4 on the album I Got That Work. It was written by Thomas, Byron O. / Williams, Bryan.
Edit
"Get Your Roll On" is track #4 on the album I Got That Work. It was written by Thomas, Byron O. / Williams, Bryan.
For Example...
What chart rank did the song debut? What is the song about? Has it won any awards?, etc.
Cancel Submit
Thank You For Your Submission
Your introduction will appear once it has been deemed awesome by our team of wizards.
  • Play Video
  • Correct
  • Print

Get Your Roll On Submit Correct Lyrics

Submit Corrections Cancel

Ooh, what, what, what, ooh, yeah

I fuck these hoes after our shows
Big dicks we slang, freak bitch, do ya thang
(Do yo thang)
Benz, Vest, Hummers, Jets

Rolex, Mosettes, television head rest
Twenty inches, nothin' less
Everyday iced out
Nigga play lights out

M period fresh hammer
Yo wife is my baby mama
Goddamn motherfucker
She's uh, good dick sucker
What the fuck, hold on everybody
(Scribbles)
Get yo' roll on

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

Beatrice, bitch please
You know who I be
Nothin' else, none other
The number one stunner

Nigga I pimp hoes
Fuck toss, flip hoes
Show them bitches no love
Ridin' two G lacs on dubs

Ounces, quarters, halves, bricks
Nigga I done sold all that shit
As soon as my tour stop
Bought five Bentley Zoras props

TV's must, buttons must
CMB, platinum plus
What the fuck, hold on
(Scribbles)
Everybody get yo' motherfuckin roll on

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

I like loud pipes, big rims, mo ice
V-twelves or better
No, it's strictly leather
Play station DVD's

Don't worry about yo bitch
She comin' wit' me
Leavin' stickers on the Bentley
To show the price

Arm out the windows
Just to floss my ice
Fresh, wait, hold up
That's that bitch we fucked

Nigga what yo bank 'bout
Dog I've been lost count
Pop that Kriss, pop that moe
Slam that bitch, punch that hoe
What the fuck, hold on
Everybody get your motherfuckin' roll on

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what
Everybody get your roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin' roll on, what

Songwriters
THOMAS, BYRON O. / WILLIAMS, BRYAN

Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Listen to Big Tymers Radio on Last.fm, Radio.com or Jango

Latest News