ROLLIN' Lyrics

Ooh,Ooh,Ooh

Trouble, on the floor tonight

Shawty outside from the west side

All she wanna do, is party

And pop bottles of Bacardi

And get dirty and naughty

Ooh, We outside tryna catch a vibe

Tell Mr. DJ, run that record

The revolution will be televised

We running wild for the night

Ooh, the way she goes down that pole

Makes a player wanna spend some dough

Just to let her know

We rolling and we locked in for life

Ooh, the way she goes down that pole

Makes a player wanna spend some dough

Just to let her know

We rolling and we locked in for life

Ooh, Ooh,Ooh

Ooh, Ooh,Ooh

Ooh, We rolling and we locked in for life

My blue denim rolled down to my Timberlands

Got four pockets full of Benjamins

Tryna make the most out of moments

While we young and restless

In the middle of the club with some supermodels

All they wanna do is pop bottles

Foots on gas full throttle

Party all night until tomorrow

Ooh, the way she goes down that pole

Makes a player wanna spend some dough

Just to let her know

We rolling and we locked in for life

Ooh, the way she goes down that pole

Makes a player wanna spend some dough

Just to let her know

We rolling and we locked in for life

Ooh, Uh, Mr. DJ

Run it back one more time for the party

Uh, shout out to my shorty

In the middle of the club, party

Eh, Eh, Eh, Ooh, Eh, Ooh