Lirik Lagu Rollout (Album Version) - Ludacris
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Roll out!
[repeat 6x]Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out!
[Chorus - "roll out!" in background]I got my twin glock .40s, cocked backMe and my homies, so drop thatWe rollin on twenties, with the top backSo much money, you can't stop thatTwin glock .40s, cocked backMe and my homies, so drop thatWe rollin on twenties, with the top backSo much money, you can't stop that
Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it?Where'd you get that matchin Benz with them windows tinted?Who them girls you be with when you be ridin through?Man I ain't got nothin to prove, I paid my duesBreakin the rules, I shake fools while I'm takin 'em, whewwwww!Tell me who's your weed man, how do you smoke so good?You's a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood?What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG?A couple a cans a whoop ass, you did a good ass job of just eyein me, spyin me
[Chorus]
Man, that car don't come out until next year, where in the fuck did you get it?That's eighty-thousand bucks GONE, where in the fuck did you spend it?You must have eyes on your back, 'cause you got money to the ceilingAnd the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelinThe better I'm feelin, the more that I'm chillinWinnin, drillin and killin the feelinNow who's that bucked-naked cook fixin three-coast meals?Gettin goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heelsWhat in the world is in that ROOM, what you got in that ROOM?A couple a gats, a couple a knives, a couple of rats, a couple of wivesNow it's time to choose
[Chorus]
Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted?Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted?Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just your main bitch?You take a pick, while I'm rubbin the hips, touchin lips to the top of the dickNow tell me who's you
[repeat 6x]Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out!
[Chorus - "roll out!" in background]I got my twin glock .40s, cocked backMe and my homies, so drop thatWe rollin on twenties, with the top backSo much money, you can't stop thatTwin glock .40s, cocked backMe and my homies, so drop thatWe rollin on twenties, with the top backSo much money, you can't stop that
Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it?Where'd you get that matchin Benz with them windows tinted?Who them girls you be with when you be ridin through?Man I ain't got nothin to prove, I paid my duesBreakin the rules, I shake fools while I'm takin 'em, whewwwww!Tell me who's your weed man, how do you smoke so good?You's a superstar boy, why you still up in the hood?What in the world is in that BAG, what you got in that BAG?A couple a cans a whoop ass, you did a good ass job of just eyein me, spyin me
[Chorus]
Man, that car don't come out until next year, where in the fuck did you get it?That's eighty-thousand bucks GONE, where in the fuck did you spend it?You must have eyes on your back, 'cause you got money to the ceilingAnd the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelinThe better I'm feelin, the more that I'm chillinWinnin, drillin and killin the feelinNow who's that bucked-naked cook fixin three-coast meals?Gettin goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heelsWhat in the world is in that ROOM, what you got in that ROOM?A couple a gats, a couple a knives, a couple of rats, a couple of wivesNow it's time to choose
[Chorus]
Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted?Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted?Is that your wife, your girlfriend or just your main bitch?You take a pick, while I'm rubbin the hips, touchin lips to the top of the dickNow tell me who's you
