Roll ´em in the morning Roll without no warning Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn You know that he could And he would, yeah
He´s a high rollin´ man In a high rollin´ neighborhood
Sing it Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Don´t do much good But good Lord, he could roll ´em Lord, he was a dreamer Hardly worth redeeming Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn You know that he was Lord, he was
But when it comes to his thumbs Ain´t a man who can do what he does
Hear it Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Don´t do much good But good Lord, he could roll ´em
Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Don´t do much good But good Lord, he could roll ´em
Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em
Roll ´em, roll ´em C´mon roll ´em Don´t do much good But good Lord, he could roll ´em