Luyện nghe bài hát Getcha Roll On

[Pre-Chorus:
Hey, I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you on?
Just make sure I get there, you ain't got clothes on
'Cause you ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go
And you keep all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the
We all night, girl, I'm talkin' so long
I got that up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[Chorus:
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on
Now you keep tellin' all your friends me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on

1: T-Pain]
Hey, yeah, I got like four
The AC in the Mini Cooper snow cones
I got like five bad chicks, don't wanna go
Yeah, a vibe, it's a vibe, yeah, I'm so gone
I've been puttin' in that work and now it's time to chill
And my bitches came through with all of pills
I told her, I get too high and then I'ma her
And she was a, woah, a, yeah, Dexter
I be like, bitch, kill my vex, huh
Unless you wanna get in that
All I do is sit back and count checks, uh
But I be losin' count, I'm on that XO, blur, blur
The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the neck on freezer (Ooh)
Keep on shit and I'ma have to get the burner (Ooh)
Bitch, keep at me, I'ma have to go and learn ya
I get shit straight a perm, bruh (Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus:
I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you on?
Just make when I get there, you ain't got clothes on
you gon' ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go
And you keep tellin' all your about me
And now they get it in on the balcony
We goin' all night, girl, I'm talkin' so
I got that up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[Chorus:
Getcha on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Now you keep tellin' all your friends me
And now they get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, roll on

[Verse 2: Tory
I know 1942, it got you so gone
Nah, this a interview, ain't shit to prolong
She let me touchdown, I tell her go
I get to lickin', I be in it for the whole
She them pants off, Luther Vandross
Come and get it, baby, do it with your off
You gon' get it I put it in the hand-off
Get to shootin' in that pussy a standoff
Super lit, lit (Lit), she ain't average (She average)
Hit a split on the dick, she a (She a savage)
She get on top of me and start doin'
She clean as ever but I when she get nasty
Might even let her run through this check
When I'm you, I'm flexin' on my ex
That's why I let you come on the road, might fuck at the show
I got too with your girl, now you can't fuck her no more

T-Pain]
Yeah, I know you on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make when I get there, you ain't got clothes on
'Cause you gon' ride that to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go
And you keep tellin' all your friends me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin' all night, girl, I'm so long
I got wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[Chorus:
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Now you tellin' all your friends about me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on