Luyện nghe bài hát Getcha Roll On

[Pre-Chorus:
Hey, I know you on me, baby, can you hold on?
make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on
'Cause you gon' that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now what can go
And you keep tellin' all friends about me
And now they get it in on the balcony
We goin' all night, girl, I'm talkin' so
I got that wake up for you, baby, sure everybody in here...

T-Pain]
Getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, roll on
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Now you tellin' all your friends about me
And now they get it in on the balcony
So roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on

1: T-Pain]
Hey, yeah, I got like phones
The AC in the Mini blowin' snow cones
I got like five bad chicks, don't wanna go
Yeah, it's a vibe, it's a vibe, yeah, I'm so
'Cause I've been puttin' in that work and now it's time to
And my bitches came through all kind of pills
I told her, I get too high and then I'ma her
And she was like a, woah, a, yeah,
I be like, bitch, kill my vex, huh
you wanna get in that UberX
All I do is sit back and count checks, uh
But I be losin' count, I'm on that XO, blur, blur
The wrist full of ice (Yeah), the on freezer burner (Ooh)
on talkin' shit and I'ma have to get the burner (Ooh)
Bitch, keep lookin' at me, I'ma to go and learn ya
I get straight like a perm, bruh (Yeah, yeah)

T-Pain]
I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you on?
Just sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on
'Cause you gon' ride that to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now can go wrong?
And you keep tellin' all your about me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
We all night, girl, I'm talkin' so long
I got that up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[Chorus:
Getcha roll on, getcha on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on
Now you keep tellin' all friends about me
And now they get it in on the balcony
So roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, roll on

2: Tory Lanez]
I know this 1942, it got you so
Nah, this ain't a interview, shit to prolong
She let me touchdown, I tell her go
I get to lickin', I be in it for the whole
She take pants off, Luther Vandross
and get it, baby, do it with your hands off
You get it like I put it in the hand-off
Get to shootin' in pussy like a standoff
Super lit, lit (Lit), she ain't (She ain't average)
Hit a split on the dick, she a (She a savage)
She get on top of me and start doin'
She clean as but I love when she get nasty
Might let her run right through this check
I'm with you, I'm flexin' on my ex
That's why I let you come on the road, might fuck at the show
I got too with your girl, now you can't fuck her no more

T-Pain]
Yeah, I you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make sure when I get there, you ain't got on
'Cause you ride that dick to a slow song
You got me and I got you, now can go wrong?
And you keep tellin' all friends about me
And now they get it in on the balcony
We goin' all night, girl, I'm so long
I got wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

[Chorus:
Getcha on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Getcha roll on, roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on
Now you keep tellin' all your about me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
So roll on, getcha roll on
Everybody, everybody, getcha on