Balance - Roll Wit Me lyrics

(Hook, Balance) Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? (Verse 1, Chamillionaire) When I pull up at the car wash Them hoes gon' do what we tell 'em If it's not, it's not From the rocks How 'bout you get to detailin'? Sprewellin', femalin' Her friend think we weed sellin' So many bad yellow hoes You know they think that we sell 'em He yellin' bout his broad Now he gon' bring it Goin' through wit' them Tell ya hooligans To the Phantom Bring ya Rugers in I slap 'em It look like I ran a dagger through ya chin Makin' you a rim, they yellin' stop But I bet'chu was dead I'm V.I.P, P I vroom up in the p**y Then I flee, she Look kinda like that chick from BET, T Out at 106th and park, my ride for free But my hoes gotta pay for me, haha You know that Cham is the bread crook That'll hit'cha man wit the left hook Chamillionaire, Balance and Stat He apparently get took Playas get chose Pay for it, no That habit, ya get shook You wanna be wit Chamillionaire? You gotta balance a check-book (Hook, Balance) Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? (Verse 2, Balance) Yo My name is B, B The n***a who these chicks wanna see, see They whoa up, hold up, slow up, look at me, me Dippin', sippin', trippin' off of E, E She jerkin', perkin', workin', poppin' P, P Now pills wit p**y push, they pushin' me, me To get up in her quick, they pickin' three, three Four, five, six, got a light-skinned chick Wit' bout four, five chicks, make a V, V So we can get to floatin' on them ki's, ki's I ain't drivin', she be drivin', ridin' me, me Bumpin' Pac, Eyes On Me, repeatin' number three, three She's "Scandelous" She act just like an evangelist I melt more wax than a candle get Cham, Stat, me, damn, peep the man*script n***a I demand a grip Come roll wit' (Hook, Balance) Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? (Verse 3, Stat Quo) My name's Stat (Stat) From H-Town to Bay and back I represent that A, sippin' 'Gnac We make it clap (Make it clap) If you talk smack, you'll get jacked (Get jacked) I'ma do my thang like that, I ball (I ball) Every time a n***a hit the mall You don't wanna see it or be it Guarantee you gon' fall If you test-me (If you test-me) You will see that Smith and Wess-ley Shawty best-be Away from him, cause him will pull out a Glock Start bustin' to make yo frame drop (Frame drop) It's Quo (It's Quo) I roll up, haters be like, oh no (Oh no) Cause they wack, and they really can't flow (Can't flow) Can't do it, can't spit it like so (Like so) And let'cha a** know (Ass know) It's Quo (It's Quo) I tried to tell ya a** in line befo' You don't want it with him, sooo (Hook, Balance) Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me? Roll wit me, me I'll show you how to get up on your P, P Pimpin' ain't a hobby, n***a we, we Do this everyday, ea-sy n***a, ya feel me?