Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Eightball
Eightball
Chant
MJG
MJG
Chant
Jamal Rasheed
Jamal Rasheed
Programmation
S. Leroy
S. Leroy
Programmation
Mario Winans
Mario Winans
Programmation
Candido
Candido
Artiste samplé
Diddy
Diddy
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Faith Evans
Faith Evans
Paroles/Composition
C. Camero
C. Camero
Paroles/Composition
Jamahl Rye
Jamahl Rye
Paroles/Composition
Mark Curry
Mark Curry
Paroles/Composition
Marlon Goodwin
Marlon Goodwin
Paroles/Composition
S. Leroy
S. Leroy
Paroles/Composition
Adonis Shropshire
Adonis Shropshire
Paroles/Composition
Andre Cunningham
Andre Cunningham
Paroles/Composition
Joe Cain
Joe Cain
Paroles/Composition
Mechalie Jamison
Mechalie Jamison
Paroles/Composition
Michael Carlos Jones
Michael Carlos Jones
Paroles/Composition
Premro Smith
Premro Smith
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jamal Rasheed
Jamal Rasheed
Production
S. Leroy
S. Leroy
Production
Brian Kraz
Brian Kraz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Stephen Glickman
Stephen Glickman
Assistance d’ingénierie
Rob Paustain
Rob Paustain
Ingénierie de mixage
Larry Sturm
Larry Sturm
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tommie Jr.
Tommie Jr.
Ingénierie de prise de son
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Harve "Joe Hooker" Pierre
Production vocale
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, this big ball man
P. Diddy and MJG, we raw, mane (We raw)
If pimp was a drug, we'd O.D
Got game for days
Better keep your broad away from a **** like me, I likes to play
Drop the top and feel the summer breeze
I know you can get with that
Flipping through the city
[Verse 2]
Bright lights and all my G's is out here rolling with me
Big trucks or four deep in an old school
Looking for the hoes at a club full of drunk fools (What? What? What?)
Who wanna get it crunk non-stop (Who you with? Who you with?)
Yo, chill 'fore them guns pop
Official player anthem
Say, what you drinking shawty?
Pop that Hen', roll somethin', let's get this party started
[Verse 3]
I roll with bad boys, we like them bad girls
Them fast girls, them love to shake that ass girls
Get with me, let's get a suite, order somethin' to eat
Tell me things about you and I'll tell you things about me
[Verse 4]
Sho' nuff ridin', won't you come roll with me?
Come on roll with me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze
We can feel the breeze
Baby, we can kiss the sky
Don't matter if we ever come down
We ain't never coming down
From the NYC to Memphis, Tennessee is how it goes down
[Verse 5]
Yeah, uh, let's blow the roof off
Let's ride out
Let's try to put these city lights out
Just flow with me
It's Diddy with some **** that y'all know with me (Who?)
Eightball and MJG (That's right)
We got it, man, from Harlem to Tennessee
Let's roll through 'em, how I call it is how I see
[Verse 6]
Let yourself go, the way I keep it real
With a smile that reminds you of my Bentley front grill
Yes, it's on again to a place near you
I'm looking out my rearview, fresh gear too
Holla at your man
I'm clean and I'm tight
That's all day and night
These shoes fit me right
[Verse 7]
Just bending corners
Know just where you can find me
Picture this
You only have to use your mind
What you know good?
It's your world and I'm just in it
It's just the way that God musta meant it
Speak of the man
[Verse 8]
Sho' nuff ridin', won't you come roll with me?
Come on roll with me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze
We can feel the breeze
Baby, we can kiss the sky
Don't matter if we ever come down
We ain't never coming down
From the NYC to Memphis, Tennessee is how it goes down
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
[Verse 9]
Pimp tight MJG
Fin' to get up on the mic with a passion
Get up on some pads, Gwen
My chick get her ass in
For the track, make my money
Bring it on back to the middle of the floor
I want the whole stack
Plus I need a little more, I gotta eat a little more
[Verse 10]
My seed gotta grow
I got a reason to flow, a reason to show
What I mean is I go off like a champ when I cling to the floor
My Twinkie's shine when I hit the strip, 'llac dipping
Strictly pimping
As long as tricks invest in women
From the Memphis, Tenn., to the NYC I'm representin'
I put more spice into your life than your entire kitchen
[Verse 11]
Big dicking, choking hoes with anaconda
If my pimping was a drink it'd be a can of thunder
I slang lumber
A spell I keep my women under
Through all seasons
They fall winter, spring and summer
I hit the highway, smoked out pistol gripping
But I ain't tripping though I'm high as hell space shipping
[Verse 12]
Sho' nuff ridin', won't you come roll with me?
Come on, roll with me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze
We can feel the breeze
Baby, we can kiss the sky
Don't matter if we ever come down
'Cause we ain't never coming down
From the NYC to Memphis, Tennessee is how it goes down
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 13]
Sho' nuff ridin', won't you come roll with me?
Come on, roll with me
We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze
I know you wanna feel the breeze
Baby, we can kiss the sky
Don't matter if we ever come down
We ain't never coming down
From the NYC to Memphis, Tennessee is how it goes down
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: A. Shropshire, C. Camero, Faith Evans, J. Cain, Jamahl Rye, M. Jamison, M. Jones, Mark Curry, Marlon Goodwin, P Smith, S. Leroy
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