Roll With Me

We was six chain, Cherry paint deep
Pulled up to the mall
Know your bitch, it's that bitch through da hole in the wall
Makin' niggas go broke 'cause he gon' spend it all
I say, "Hey there, DJ, you slick, I'm digging it all
I'm feelin' you, slight, and I don't mean to bother
Just keepin' it honest" (honest)

I might bruise, how da beat ride
He say, "It's different on the Eastside"
He say, "There's room in your Jeep, right?"
I'm tryna see how a G slide

Don't you wanna roll with me? (Don't you wanna roll with me?)
Don't you wanna roll with me?
Na, na, na, na, nah
Don't you wanna roll with me? (Don't you wanna roll with me?)
Don't you wanna roll with me?
Don't you wanna roll with me?

Let's pick up
I ask, "where the pickup?" (Where the pickup?)
Bae, what's the afters?
"Well, shawty that's the kicker (the kicker)
How 'bout we kick it?" I'll do you one better
You could get ate up
He say, "Then, what's for dinner?"
Yeah, pulled off smoking in that brand-new old thang
Hit that road, night roaming
While the bass hit like soul train, ooh

I might bruise, how da beat ride
He say, "It's different on the Eastside"
He say, "There's room in your Jeep, right?"
I'm tryna see how a G slide

Don't you wanna roll with me? (Don't you wanna roll with me?)
Me-, don't you wanna roll with me?
Na, na, na, na, nah (go around with me, baby)
Don't you wanna roll with me? (Go around with me, baby)
Don't you wanna roll with me?
Don't you wanna roll with me?

Yeah
Rock with me, roll with me
Ride with me, babe
Roll with me
That beat just takes control of me
Come ride with me, babe, roll with me
That beat just takes control of me
Don't you, don't you-?



Credits
Writer(s): Jean Deaux
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