Getcha Roll On T-Pain (Ft. Tory Lanez)

[Pre-Chorus: 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...

[Chorus: 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

[Verse 1: 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, a-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)