Got to roll me Got to roll me (Keep on rolling) Baby, I can't stay Mmm yeah! (Woo, woo) Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me Make me burn the candle right down But, baby, baby, don't need no jewels in my crown 'Cause all you women

It's goin' down every weekend, yeah Malibu, top gone, everything for the weekend Summertime, bathin' suit, jump in the pool for the weekend I can make any bitch leave her man, just for the weekend She don't really know it's goin' down tonight (down

Yeah we gonna be on fire tonight Yeah we gonna have a damn good time Yeah we gonna roll, on and on Yeah we gonna drink until it's gone Yeah we gonna sing all night long Gonna burn it down in shining light, Yeah we gonna get a little high off life Yeah we

Yeah, I be goin' down in Florida Where the sun shines damn near every day And sit down on the sand and play Yeah, I think I'll go back to Gainesville That's the place I long to be Yeah, I'll take my woman out on the beach Just to see an old friend of

Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie Ride wit me Come ride wit Trice, man I brought my man wit me Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha) Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif' yeah Holla at 'em

I need you you you Let me hear you say yeah Everybody needs somebody Ain't nobody else around When the sun goes down I need your lovin' so bad All the time All the time (all the time)

Oh yeah, oh yeah All I need from you is all your love All you got to give to me is all your love All I need from you is all your love All you got to give to me is all your love As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song And a train that's

You're going down with me baby if I fall If I fall you're going down with me You can't take back every little chill you give me You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah Was it the pull of the moon now baby That led you to my door You say the

Going down, it's going down Going down, it's going down, huh Oh my God, shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, yeah Going down, it's going down, hey Oh my God shawty thick she Oh my God, yeah, ay Oh my God, shawty thick she-

All you got to do is put a drink in my hand To fill it up, or throw it down Yeah fill it up, or throw it down Early Monday morning, til Friday at five Man I work, work, work but I don't climb, climb, climb Boss man can shove that overtime up his can All