Ludacris - Roll Out lyrics

Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! Roll out! I got my twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So 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 matching Benz with them windows tinted? Who them girls you be with when you be riding through? Man I ain't got nothing to prove, I paid my dues Breaking the rules, I shake fools while I'm taking a cruise 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 a**, you did a good a** job of just eyeing me, spying me I got my twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Man, that car don't come out until next year, where in the f** did you get it? That's eighty-thousand bucks GONE, where in the f** did you spend it? You must have eyes on your back, cause you got money to the ceiling And the bigger the cap, the bigger the peeling The better I'm feeling, the more that I'm chilling Winning, drilling and k**ing the feeling Now who's that bucked-naked cook fixin three-course meals? Getting goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heels What 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 wives Now it's time to choose I got my twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that 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 b**h? You take a pick, while I'm rubbing the hips, Touching lips to the top of the dick and then whew! Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in your house? What about diamonds and gold, is that what you keep in your mouth? What in the world is in that CASE, what you got in that CASE? Get up out my face, you couldn't relate, Wait to take place at a similar pace So shake, shake it I got my twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Twin glock .40s, co*ked back Me and my homies, so drop that We rolling on twenties, with the top back So much money, you can't stop that Get out my business, my business Stay the f** up out my business, ah 'Cause these n***as all up in my sh** and it's my business, my business Stay the f** up out my business, 'cause it's mine, oh mine My business, my business Stay the f** up out my business 'Cause these n***as all up in my sh** And it's my business, my business Stay the f** up out my business, 'cause it's mine, oh mine Timbaland Ludacris Disturbin tha Peace