GB-Mando - 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