Getem Tech - Roll

Ooh, Getem, Tech Ooh, Getem, Tech
I hope your bitch ain't come out with no leash I been getting money, Ain't whipping no lease
I'm her X-Man, she still call me a beast
Lil' mama think bout her body petite Head, shoulders, knees, toes
Love when she drop it down, and make it roll
Just popped a 10, now I'm back in my zone How is you poppin', you ain't even known
Can't stand up in it, you short like a gnome This nigga raw like I just packed a cone
Man, tell your bitch quit calling my phone Lit as fuck rolling up straight out the zone
I'm from Big Mexico, fuck with my homes Ain't got time for no pity pack, ayy, you
gon' give me that
The way that she bouncing that ass, man, I gotta have it
I got a problem, think I gotta fucking habit
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when you drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, Blowin' exotic she suckin' my soul
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when she drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, How is you poppin', you ain't even know
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when you drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, Blowin' exotic she suckin' my soul
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when she drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, How is you poppin', you ain't even know
I've been gone for a minute, I'm back now, See that lil' nigga there need to pipe down
She go straight for that head like I aspirin, She stay suckin' my dick without askin
Pardon me, oh, I'm not in my right mind, See I'm talkin' too much,
Told her I ain't gon' say shit, But I ain't say her name, so I ain't lyin
And she know Tech gone ball like it game time, Love em ratchet, she twerk throwin' gang signs
Gotta watch what I fuck, cause she ain't mine
Pussy so good I don't wanna come out it, Bust soon as I cut off the baseline, damn
She did that, they know that we winnin', I hit the bottom, like, how can I miss
Got my hand on her waist, got her hair in a fist
While they blow up her phone, that's another miss
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when you drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, Blowin' exotic she suckin' my soul
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when she drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, How is you poppin', you ain't even know
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when you drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, Blowin' exotic she suckin' my soul
Head, shoulders, knees, toes Love when she drop it down, and make it roll
That my lil' freak, she dance without a pole, How is you poppin', you ain't even know

Written by:
Malcolm Guyton

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