Luyện nghe bài hát Getcha Roll On

[Pre-Chorus:
Hey, I know you on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just make 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 can go wrong?
And you keep tellin' all your friends me
And now wanna get it in on the balcony
We goin' all night, girl, I'm talkin' so
I got wake up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

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

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

T-Pain]
I know you on me, baby, can you hold on?
Just 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 tellin' all your friends about me
And now they wanna get it in on the
We goin' all night, girl, I'm so long
I got that wake up for you, baby, make everybody in here...

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

2: Tory Lanez]
I know this 1942, it got you so
Nah, this ain't a interview, ain't to prolong
She let me touchdown, I her go long
I get to lickin', I be in it for the whole
She take them pants off, Luther
Come and get it, baby, do it with hands off
You get it like I put it in the hand-off
Get to shootin' in that like a standoff
Super lit, lit (Lit), she ain't average (She 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 even let her run right through check
When I'm with you, I'm on my ex
That's why I let you come on the road, even fuck at the show
I got too nasty with your girl, now you can't her no more

[Pre-Chorus:
Yeah, I you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on?
make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes 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 your friends me
And now they wanna get it in on the
We goin' all night, girl, I'm so long
I got that up for you, baby, make sure everybody in here...

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