[ T-Pain]
Hey, I know you waitin´ on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you ain´t got clothes on

´Cause you gon´ ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin´ all night, girl, I´m talkin´ so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[T-Pain]
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on

[T-Pain]
Hey, yeah, I got like four phones
The AC in the Mini Cooper blowin´ snow cones
I got like five bad chicks, don´t wanna go home
Yeah, it´s a vibe, it´s a vibe, yeah, I´m so gone
´Cause I´ve been puttin´ in that work and now it´s time to chill
And my bitches came through with all kind of pills
I told her, I get too high and then I´ma sext her
And she was like a, woah, a, yeah, Dexter
I be like, bitch, don´t kill my vex, huh
Unless you wanna get in that UberX
All I do is just sit back and count checks, uh
But I be losin´ count, I´m on that Hennessy XO, blur, blur
The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the neck on freezer burner (Ooh)

Keep on talkin´ shit and I´ma have to get the burner (Ooh)
Bitch, keep lookin´ at me, I´ma have to go and learn ya
I get shit straight like a perm, bruh (Yeah, yeah)

[ T-Pain]
I know you waitin´ on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you ain´t got clothes on
´Cause you gon´ ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin´ all night, girl, I´m talkin´ so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[T-Pain]
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on

[Tory Lanez]
I know this 1942, it got you so gone
Nah, this ain´t a interview, ain´t shit to prolong
She let me touchdown, I tell her go long
I get to lickin´, I be in it for the whole song
She take them pants off, Luther Vandross

Come and get it, baby, do it with your hands off
You gon´ get it like I put it in the hand-off
Get to shootin´ in that pussy like a standoff
Super lit, lit (Lit), she ain´t average (She ain´t average)
Hit a split on the dick, she a savage (She a savage)
She get on top of me and start doin´ gymnastics
She clean as ever but I love when she get nasty
Might even let her run right through this check
When I´m with you, I´m flexin´ on my ex
That´s why I let you come on the road, might even fuck at the show
I got too nasty with your girl, now you can´t fuck her no more

[ T-Pain]
Yeah, I know you waitin´ on me, baby, can you hold on?

Just make sure when I get there, you ain´t got clothes on
´Cause you gon´ ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go wrong?
And you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin´ all night, girl, I´m talkin´ so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[T-Pain]
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Getcha roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on
Now you keep tellin´ all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the balcony
So getcha roll on, getcha roll on

Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on