Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How We Roll, artist - Bad Boy. Date of issue: 12.03.2001
Song language: English
How We Roll |
| Mmm |
| Yeah |
| Chiko |
| Got Dubb… |
| Got Fingazz… |
| Got Hypes… |
| Hey yo, Khool-Aid |
| Let’s show 'em that this is how we roll |
| This is how we roll, baby |
| It’s Friday afternoon |
| I’m gon' be off work soon |
| Then we can get the weekend started |
| Come on |
| Y’all |
| The week is over |
| Sittin' 'round will get you nowhere |
| Don’t get it twisted |
| You got to start the night off right |
| Just got my ends, yeah |
| Sported my new threads, yeah |
| Y’all know I’m lookin' pimpin' |
| I’m ready to ball |
| Start up the band, yeah |
| Ballin' with my friends, yeah |
| Hypes' |
| Gon' take the wheel |
| Cause I’m already sayin' |
| Chorus: Chiko Dateh |
| I’m feelin' faded |
| And I’m feelin' X-rated |
| Who wants to chill with me tonight |
| We rollin' on dubs |
| With Southern Comfort fitted up |
| We mix it up with Khool-Aid |
| Cause this is how we roll |
| Now it’s twelve o’clock |
| Your bitch headin' at the club |
| But Southern Comfort’s creepin' up |
| You know it’s on |
| We surrounded by five ladies |
| Who know how to work it, baby |
| Everybody got it goin' on |
| With the bumpin' and a grindin' |
| Indy cruisin' down on Sunset |
| In the Navy limo |
| Go over, drinks on me, a round of |
| Adios, mother |
| Yellin' at them hoodrats out the window (Hey yo, what’s up girl?) |
| Hey yo, Hypes, stay on the wheel |
| Cause I’m hangin' out the roofs saying |
| Repeat Chorus |
| Yeah |
| Hey Chiko, look at that girl right there |
| What you think, Bad Boy? |
| Let’s pick her up, home |
| I ain’t ready to go home yet |
| Watch the game |
| Well, what’s up ma, would you just jump on in |
| We’ll ride til the sun sets in |
| With my nigga |
| Chiko (That's right) |
| Ridin' in a limo |
| Mama wanna drink, so (Uh) |
| Well, come on, girl |
| Go and grab your cup |
| Before I get to wrap you up |
| You wanna take a bath or what |
| But stop, I’m prepared for ya |
| And let a nigga slap a butt (I'm tempted) |
| I know you see the limo’s rented |
| With everything I said, I meant it |
| The twilla gon' be highly scented |
| And hope you see my bad intentions |
| Keep me if you love the tension (Now listen) |
| And observe the lesson |
| My game is like a box of presents |
| My life is not my first impression |
| My look is what has got you pressin' |
| That’s why I (???) out my senses |
| Bridge: Chiko Dateh |
| We gon' keep this rollin' |
| Til six in the mornin' |
| We ain’t playin', this ain’t no game |
| Just ask my dawgs |
| You can holla at Hypes |
| You can holla at Dubb |
| Holla at Fingazz |
| Yugiciaz got it goin' |
| On all up at NYC |
| Give love to Clover City |
| Girl next door, she lookin' pretty |
| N-Y-A, Y, the A, M-A-R |
| Nikki and Khool-Aid |
| Repeat Chorus Twice |