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Rollin' w/ Saget

Jamie Kennedy

Blowin' Up

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] You are now about to witness the strength of Bob Saget Bob Saget... [Verse 1] Have you ever had one of those nights That started off so damn good, no fights no fuss It's understood that when you to to the bar (Man, we ain't leavin 'til those girls in the car) Well this night started off just like that Except Jamie's in the driver's seat, Saget's in the back (We rollin on 20's to the club, pull up front) (Saget's in the backseat, rollin a blunt) Valet opens up the door to park the car The bouncer at the front don't wanna let us in the bar Bob says, "Here, let me show him some affection" (Then he walked up, wound up, cold clock decked him) Started screamin for that bitch to respect him Next thing you know we're in the V.I.P. section (When crew runs deep like this you wanna brag it) "Who you rollin with?" (Man) I'm rollin with Saget! [Hook] "Who you rollin with?" Bob-Bob Saget Numero uno, nobody does it better "Who you rollin with?" Bob-Bob Saget Illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater [Verse 2] Now the night's young but errybody's gettin' tipsy (Bob's in the booth with a chick from Poughkeepsie) He's orderin' the Dom Pérignon, just drink it from the bottle (Makin' plans to leave the club with three models) That's when DMX and 50 Cent walked in (Bob stood up and said, "Who are you again?") At first all they did was stand around and stare ('Til X pushed Bob and 50 hit him with a chair) He's in a cardigan, khaki, shoes, and no socks "You want hardcore motherfuckers?" Pulled out a Glock "I got a cock like a donkey, hard as a rock And a trigger finger itchier than chicken pox" Now everybody threw their hands in the air (Bob is drunk with a gun and he just don't care) We on the flo', he's on the table now, firin' shots (Paris Hilton's on the cell phone, callin' the cops!) (He blow the coke off the tip of his gun) "Bob Saget, bitch, you better AX someone!" [Hook] [Verse 3] (Bob grabs us and the girls, we run out the back door) Says he's feelin' froggy, that he's still hungry for more (He's in the back seat, gettin' busy again) Askin' the girls if they're lesbians, "Are you?" (The girls start kissin', now my dick's gettin' hard) "Let's go to my place, the hot tub's in the backyard I got beer, Henny, an ounce of kush Yo J, pull over, I gotta pee in a bush" When you're rollin' with Saget, there's no time for rest This motherfucker's flippin' bottle caps off of her chest Shoutin', "I'm Bob Saget, this is what I do! My house, my car - this is my crew!" (Oh!) "I only hang with Jizamie and Stu" (Patrol the mean streets of Malibu) "Night boys!" Tomorrow night we gonna do it again Bob Saget, my best friend [Hook] "Night Michelle!"
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