Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Getcha Roll On, artist - Tory Lanez. Album song 1UP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cinematic
Song language: English
Getcha Roll On |
| Hey, I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? |
| Just make sure when I get there, you ain’t got clothes on |
| 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a slow song |
| You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong? |
| And you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| We goin' all night, girl, I’m talkin' so long |
| I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here… |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Now you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| So getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Hey, yeah, I got like four phones |
| The AC in the Mini Cooper blowin' snow cones |
| I got like five bad chicks, don’t wanna go home |
| Yeah, it’s a vibe, it’s a vibe, yeah, I’m so gone |
| 'Cause I’ve been puttin' in that work and now it’s time to chill |
| And my bitches came through with all kind of pills |
| I told her, I get too high and then I’ma sext her |
| And she was like a-woah, a-yeah, a-Dexter |
| I be like, bitch, don’t kill my vex, huh |
| Unless you wanna get in that UberX |
| All I do is just sit back and count checks, uh |
| But I be losin' count, I’m on that Hennessy XO, blur, blur |
| The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the neck on freezer burner (Ooh) |
| Keep on talkin' shit and I’ma have to get the burner (Ooh) |
| Bitch, keep lookin' at me, I’ma have to go and learn ya |
| I get shit straight like a perm, bruh (Yeah, yeah) |
| I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? |
| Just make sure when I get there, you ain’t got clothes on |
| 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a slow song |
| You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong? |
| And you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| We goin' all night, girl, I’m talkin' so long |
| I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here… |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Now you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| So getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| I know this 1942, it got you so gone |
| Nah, this ain’t a interview, ain’t shit to prolong |
| She let me touchdown, I tell her go long |
| I get to lickin', I be in it for the whole song |
| She take them pants off, Luther Vandross |
| Come and get it, baby, do it with your hands off |
| You gon' get it like I put it in the hand-off |
| Get to shootin' in that pussy like a standoff |
| Super lit, lit (Lit), she ain’t average (She ain’t average) |
| Hit a split on the dick, she a savage (She a savage) |
| She get on top of me and start doin' gymnastics |
| She clean as ever but I love when she get nasty |
| Might even let her run right through this check |
| When I’m with you, I’m flexin' on my ex |
| That’s why I let you come on the road, might even fuck at the show |
| I got too nasty with your girl, now you can’t fuck her no more |
| Yeah, I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? |
| Just make sure when I get there, you ain’t got clothes on |
| 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a slow song |
| You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong? |
| And you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| We goin' all night, girl, I’m talkin' so long |
| I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here… |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |
| Now you keep tellin' all your friends about me |
| And now they wanna get it in on the balcony |
| So getcha roll on, getcha roll on |
| Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on |