Timbaland And Magoo - Roll Out Lyrics

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[Intro: 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

[Timbaland]

I be creepin' in backyards dippin 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

[Chorus]

Roll Out (ROLL!)

Get crunked (ROLL!)

Get your girls (ROLL!)

Get your boys (ROLL!)

Hit the switches (ROLL!)

Bring the noise (ROLL!)

[panting noises]

Roll Out (ROLL!}

Get crunked (ROLL!)

Get your girls (ROLL!)

Get your boys (ROLL!)

Hit the switches (ROLL!)

Bring the noise (ROLL!)

[panting noises]

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[Petey Pablo]

Roughest toughest fastest one of the baddest

Rappin' asses tickin' on a Timbaland classic

Layin' in traffic shiftin gears in the automatic

Tryin' to get past this old couple in a Maverick

Beepin' my horn at 'em flickin' on my hazards

G. callin' me on his cell phone laughin'

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 blowin' 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

[Repeat Chorus]

[Smokey]

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

[Repeat Chorus]

[Magoo]

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 ass was in my face

Said them draws was versache I thought she had versace

[Repeat Chorus]

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