Roll Out (My Business) Songtext
von Ludacris

Rollout
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Rollout
Rollout
Rollout
Rollout
Rollout
Rollout

I got my twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that


Now where'd you get that platinum chain with them diamonds in it?
Where′d you get that matchin′ Benz with them windows tinted?
Who them girls you be with when you be ridin' through?
Man, I ain′t got nothing to prove, I paid my dues
Breakin' the rules, I shake fools while I′m takin' a cruise
Tell me who′s your weed man and how do you smoke so good?
You's a superstar, boy, why you still up in the hood?
What in the world is in that bag? What you got in that bag?
A couple of cans of whoop ass
You did a good-ass job of just eyein' me, spyin′ me

I got my twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that


Man, that car don′t come out until next year, where in the fuck did you get it?
That's eighty thousand bucks gone, where in the fuck did you spend it?
You must have eyes on your back ′cause you got money to the ceiling
And the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
The better I'm feelin′, the more that I′m chillin'
Willin′, drillin', and killin′ the villain
Now who's that bucked-naked cook fixin′ three course meals
Gettin' goosebumps when her body tap the six inch heels
What in the world is in that room? What you got in that room?
A couple of gats, a couple of knives
Couple of rats, a couple of wives
Now it's time to choose

I got my twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can′t stop that
Twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin' on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can′t stop that

Are you custom-made, custom-paid, or you just custom-fitted?
Playstation 2 up in the ride and is that Lorenzo-kitted
Is that your wife, your girlfriend, or just your main bitch?
You take a pic while I'm rubbin′ the hips
Touch the lips to the top of the dick, then woo!
Now tell me who's your housekeeper and what you keep in your house?
What about diamonds and gold? Is that what you keep in your mouth?
What in the world is in that case? What you got in that case?
Get up out my face, you couldn′t relate
Wait to take place at a similar pace
So shake, shake it

I got my twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin' on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can't stop that
Twin Glock 40s cocked back
Me and my homies, so drop that
We rollin′ on 20s with the top back
So much money, you can′t stop that

Get out my business, my business
Stay the fuck up out my business
'Cause these niggas all up in my shit
And it′s my business, my business
Stay the fuck up out my business
'Cause it′s mine, oh my
My business, my business
Stay the fuck up out my business
'Cause these niggas all up in my shit
And it′s my business, my business
Stay the fuck up out my business
'Cause it's mine, oh my
Timbaland
Ludacris
Disturbing tha peace
Woo!
Yeah, uh, come on, what′s up, what′s up?
Come here, come here, go to sleep, go to sleep
Right now, right now, go to sleep, go to sleep
Go to sleep, go to sleep