Roger That

I'm in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts

Got the Halloween kicks, trick-or-treating the clutch

C'mon ****, is you tricking or what?

Flow, flow tighter than a dick in the butt

Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv'

Little white tee, some boobs, and bamboo

White girls tell me "Hey Nicki, your camp rules

Is that why you get more head than shampoos?"

As-salamu alaykum, no oink for me

And I never let a d-boy boink for free

'Cause it's Barbie bitch, you can join the wave

I've done penny nickel dimed, I done coined the phrase

You couldn't beat me there if you had a Lear

Indian-style, courtside with a cavalier

V.I.P. rosé; you can have a beer

'Cause honey when you getting money you don't have a care

Now R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that

R-Roger that, R-R-Roger that

R-Roger that, R-R-roger that

R-R-R-R, Roger

Young black Ricos, kill for the C-notes

But me though, I Jackson bitch uhh, Tito

She wanna play games but, this is not bingo

Monopoly, I'm past go, go on ahead and deep-throat

Four chick foursomes, skin color's mocha

Sally and Sonia, put the pussies on my totem

Pole vault stroke 'em uhh, strike ya like bowling

Now open like you yawning, it's 6 in the morning

Sleeping on me, probably in a coffin

I'm hotter than the end of fucking August, I'm awesome

I'm awesome, repeat it to ya grandma, and uncles

My mothers, Tyga's no dad but I'm the motherfucker

Motherfuckers, this the last supper

Look, no hands, I'ma bread cuffer

I don't dare love her, I'ma daredevil

I don't fear nothing motherfucker, Young Money!

Now Roger that, Roger that

Ro-Roger that, Ro-Ro-Ro-Roger that

Fuck around and never get Roger back

I'm goin' in!

Fresh off the jet, sharper than Gillette

The blunt still wet, so pass it like Brett

We sip side of mug, we call it upset

Smoke more than four quarters, we call it sudden death

I'm a beast. You a pet

AK long neck. Keith Sweat

Weezy motherfucker, Capo in this bitch with me

Money talks and have a convo in this bitch with me

I'm mountain high Colorado in this bitch with me

Flow crazy 7:30, you just 6:50

Twenty bullets from the chopper take the roof off

Laughing to the bank, I'm a goofball

Hahaha! It's YM

And we at your neck, like a violin

It's our world, we make it spin

And y'all the prey- amen!

Now Roger that, Roger that

Where Roger at? I heard Rog' a rat

Fuc-fuck around and never get Roger back!