Flo Rida feat. Sean Kingston - Roll (feat. Sean Kingston) Lyrics

Lyrics Roll (feat. Sean Kingston) - Flo Rida , Sean Kingston



Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
It's Kingston and Flo Rida
(Flo Rida)
Kingston and Flo Rida
(Sean Kingston)
Kingston and Flo Rida
(J.R. on da track, Poe Boy)
Kingston and Flo Rida
(Let's get it!)
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
I could be the man, dat's if shawty undastand it
Roll da police, when da feda gigantic
Pull ova, flo rida can handle it
'Gon place ya bets, are we there yet or landed?
City to vegas, flies two plus it paid us
I stay on da treads and get pretty p***y from haden
Craps tables invaded, great walk witcha lady,
Block paper, i make it so i been gamblin' lately
Yeah, we could play ca-ssino
You can be my ginger
Sam rothstien, shawty, i supply the dealas
I gotta thank my no-go
Ropin' off da game pit
Boss, ghetto bras, 'gon show me i'm da man
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
Hey, got money on the shooter am I talking about the ruga
Command that roulette, click, click, I'm no loser
Yeah, you the shit, southern slang from Anua
The booty connoisseur when I'm drinking on Kahlua
Go see this rose, gal I won't try you with tulips
I'm coppin' rosé, now my chicken's hard as Hooters
I'm Mandalay Bay, The Bellagio abuser
My paper don't amuse ya then you haven't see my Muler
Hot rod, coat tail, I need the Pink Flamingo
Gambling female, like your hips is playing Cee-Lo
Check out your Channel, see, I stroke your ego
I'm here for the gazebo, pure cooker, you's a kilo
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
7, 11, there it go, I called it, no guessing
Ain't naked but all these shawties, they looking at you, they threatened
I reckon cause you high rolling, they begging, you begging
Snake eyes while you collecting, them thighs I will invest in
Thousand dollar chips for your thousand dollar hips
Got these thousand dollar gifts, leave more thousand dollar tips
I'll be your supplier, spend it like a dryer
Roll for me baby, be my NASCAR tire
I know the odds of winning, like I do my Fellini's
The gangster proud of women, I call it Robin Givens
Flo Rida extort you, take you Pinto to Porsche
Say look what you bottom bought ya
Now do what your mama taught ya
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!
Gon' gamble with it, show me I'm da man
Shake it on da floor, like dice pon ya hand
Lemme see dat ass roll, roll roll, roll, roll
Dey it go!



Writer(s): TRAMAR DILLARD, SYLVESTER JORDAN JR., JONATHAN ROTEM, CHRISTOPHER ALVIN LANIER


Flo Rida feat. Sean Kingston - Mail On Sunday
Album Mail On Sunday
date of release
18-03-2008



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