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limp bizkit - rollin remix lyrics

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play the f-cking track
play that f-cking track, oh, there it is
limp bizkit, dmx, redman, method man
that’s right y’all, we just keep on rollin’ baby
are you ready, are you ready, are you ready

move in now move out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up
tell me what you gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up

tell me what you gonna do now?
(c’mon)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

now i know y’all be lovin’ this sh-t right here
l i m p bizkit is right here
people in the house put them hands in the air
‘cuz if you don’t care, than we don’t care

see i, ain’t givin’ a f-ck, quit pressin’ your luck
untouchable, branded unf-ckable
so keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth
then i’ma hafta play, and break the f-ck out

and then we’ll see you slept after one round wit x
and what am i bringin’ next, just know it’s red and meth
so where the f-ck you at punk, shut the f-ck up
and back the f-ck up, while we f-ck this track up

are you ready
are you ready
are you ready

move in now move out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up
tell me what you gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up

tell me what you gonna do now?
(c’mon)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

oh what, y’all thought y’all wasn’t gon’ see me?
check my, dangerous slang atrocious
when i let these nuts hang, focus, it’s wu tang
what the f-ck’s a hootie and the blowfish

i wave my black flag at the roaches
who approaches, these twin, supersoakers
who have poisonous darts for culprits

too late to get your blow gun unholstered
you’re left b-ttered up and lightly toasted
so what, i drink and smoke too much
so what i cuss too much, shut the f-ck up

yo, yo, now when we roll
you motherf-ckers tuck in your gold
‘cuz for the platinum, i’m jackin’ n-gg-s up in limos
it ain’t nothin’, for bullets to unb-tton your clothes
description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose

you b-tches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts
i’m hairy as h-ll, outta h-ll and tattoed up
i’m a dog only f-ck in the bathroom, what
in high school, i dealt only with the cl-ssroom sl-ts

my name is, johnny, donnie, brasco
tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
yell if you want money, funny
a hungry dummy sn-tch crumbs from me
doc and hot niks, bodies in the mosh pit

yo, and i’m the d.o., you lookin’ at the raw invented
on friday, i spit 35 to 40 minutes
smell up, the bathroom like craig paul was in it
endin’ up, on your back, wu swords up in it

anyone can match me i crack ’em all to guinness
f-ck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it
brick city, shaolin, better call us sinners
boys that’ll run up in your wife, maul and spill it, pow
(aah)
yo we said c’mon

move in now move out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up
tell me what you gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up

tell me what you gonna do now?
(c’mon)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

it just don’t get no darker than that kid with the barker
bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark
i’m a fair n-gg-, but ain’t nann n-gg-
quicker than the hand trigga, so if you dare n-gg-

it’ll be like your man tryin’ to hold your brain to your head
but you’ll be sh-ttin’ on yourself ‘cuz you already dead
and at the funeral you won’t need a casket
leavin’ just enough of him to stuff in a basket

just get the casket, i really need my -ss kicked
my mom never let me forget, that i’m a b-st-rd
i ain’t never been sh-t and ain’t gon’ be sh-t
that’s why i taste sh-t, whenever i see sh-t

it’s just that d sh-t, d’s short for do what i wanna do
and that’s what i’m gonna do, right here in front of you
and i’ll be runnin’ you and your man straight up out
and y’all n-gg-s ain’t runnin’ a f-ckin’ thing but your mouth

aahh

move in now move out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up
tell me what you gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up

tell me what you gonna do now?
(c’mon)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

you, wanna mess with limp bizkit?
(yeah)
you can’t mess with limp bizkit
(why?)
because we get it on, every day and every night
(when? oh)

see this platinum thing right here?
(uh huh)
well, we doin’ it all the time
(what?)
so you better get some better beats

and uh, get some better rhymes
(ooh)
you really, really, really wanna get sh-t started
well, people everywhere just get r-t-rded
get r-t-rded, get r-t-rded, people everywhere just get r-t-rded

move in now move out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up
tell me what you gonna do now
breathe in, now breathe out
hands up, now hands down
back up, back up

tell me what you gonna do now?
(c’mon)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(what)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
(uh)
keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

that’s right baby, watch out punk
limp bizkit, dmx, method man, redman
and swizz beatz, where the f-ck you at?
(dmx bark)
b-mp that sh-t, b-mp that sh-t
b-mp that sh-t, b-mp that sh-t
ruff ryders, punk

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