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Rollout (My Business)

Ludacris

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Ludacris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Papa Seck
Papa Seck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Senator Jimmy D
Senator Jimmy D
Recording Engineer
Derrick Williams
Derrick Williams
Recording Engineer
Jimmy Douglass
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Rollout Rollout 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
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Moses Iii Barrett, Melvin Lee Barcliff, Garland Waverly Mosley Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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