Oh, oh, hey      Picture me and my gangsta girl, ridin' with the top back   Bangin' Ne-Yo, my neck free yo, my Sox hat   Tilted to the side like you know I get my grind on   Get my shine on, Jewelry Black in all rhinestones      Rims spinnin' like a globe, on these low pros   Do it big 'cause I'm supposed to floss   And that's the reason she break me off   'Cause I'm gangsta, and I'm ridin' with      Ne-Yo, it's a thug and a gentleman   Rollin' like a boss through, no matter the cost too   Kept tryin' to brag, what? Money not a issue   Don't let your girl see us that might make her diss you   'Cause if she roll with us, she won't even miss you      Pop rubber bands when I throw a stack   Before it hit the ground she throw it back   When I make it rain, that's chump change   That pay for the twenty six on my range   Range, range drive, drive      Take the wheel while I roll and slide   Climb over to the passenger side and freeze      And once again it's on   You should take a picture with your camera phone   Playa she not comin' home   And if I'm on her screen saver   That, that mean later we gone      If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me      If you don't know by now, baby I'm a star   Look at my face, look at my car   Look at my waist then look at my scars   Look out the window, see where we are   In my Phantom, in my Rover, bangin'      Ne-Yo, it's a thug and a gentleman   She ain't never rolled in a car with the suicide   Girl, when it's you and I, they commitin' suicide   All of them want my girl   'Cause she pretty and thick in the thighs   Homie don't mastermind, do a song with suicide      She call me Jay, I call her B   We gettin' married to the streets   I'm chasin' money, she chasin' me   I'm right where I wanna be      With the B on my Bentley   The horse on my Lambo, crown on my Cadillac   Checks on my air max, haters better fall back   Before I put somethin' in your ball cap      That's my chick, I got her back like a bra strap   'Cause she fine and she cute   She think she all that, and she all that   That's my girl, that's my world      And once again it's on   You should take a picture with your camera phone   Playa she not comin' home   And if I'm on her screen saver   That, that mean later we gone      If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me      Game, can you take a picture?   Ne-Yo, can you take a picture?   We've been waitin' all night   Just to take a picture with you      Game, can you take a picture?   Ne-Yo, can you take a picture?   We've been waitin' all night   Just to take a picture with you      Grab the wheel take control   And let your hair blow inside my Lambo   Pull out ya phone, picture that   Take it home let ya man   Know I'm hitin' that, while I'm hitin' that      She send it back, she drop it low   We about to blow   Me and N-E-dash-Y-O yo girl know   She so Ciara, so eve, so Mariah   So Be, she so Trina      I'm R Kelly, she remind me of my goldies   I'm cooly high, I'm cochi   She a thirty four D, I'm so pleased   I'm so so Def, she so Janet   I'm JD and she full of me      In the H2 we fold deep through the NYC off no sleep   I hate to drive but I break it wide   When I'm ridin' with my shawty   I'd kidnap her and never take her home      Ridin' off bangin' ne-yo sittin' on chrome   In that Mazaradi, see the paparazzi, they   (Flick, flick, flick)   She gone      And once again it's on   You should take a picture with your camera phone   Playa she not comin' home   And if I'm on her screen saver   That, that mean later we gone      If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me   Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me   Woah