Roll The Dice lyrics - Chris Brown (feat. Kevin McCall)

 Girl, this love's amazing

Kissing, let's get it, get at me, do that shit

Pretty young thing, can you be mine, babe?

You wanna smoke with me, get faded

Fuck slowing down

Pick it up, pick it up, roll

In my bed, it's going down

Can I get you all alone?

Think I'ma roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice tonight

'Cause I'm 'bout that life

Want all night, that'll change your life

Think I'ma roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice tonight (Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up)

(Ha ha, leggo!)

And you my lucky number

(Look, look)

I'ma roll the dice

Okay, I'm rollin' and rollin' and takin' a chance

Throwin' this money and makin' her dance

My clothes different, I smoke different

That top flight, that Peter Pan

But I gotta bigger booty in my face right now

Big tig ol' bitties and her waist slimmed down

And she pullin' on my hands, lookin' in my pants

A nigga 'bout to give her all this money right now (Okay)

Lay down, lay down backwards

Lick it, write my name in cursive

This spell out some bad words

Own it like I own it

She hop it on it, ride it backwards

Girl, don't stop doin' that damn thing

Throwin' all these dead presidents

'Cause that pussy is my campaign

Vote for it, vote for it, that yaya

Girl, that cookie make a nigga go broke for it, broke for it

I know you wet, I ain't ever gon' let you drown

That's what a real nigga got a boat for, boat for

10 car garages, let's have a ménage

And let's get it poppin' in a four-door, four-door

I started makin' it rain

But I got so much ice on, I'ma make a snow storm

It's awfully cloudy, in my section I'm smokin' Maui

Blowin' four Os, that's an Audi

R8, no license plates

A nigga was born in '89, how the fuck we spendin' money from '88?

I guess that means that I'm before my time

And I'm first place and you a second late, yikes!

Girl, this love's amazing

Kissing, let's get it, get at me, do that shit

Pretty young thing, can you be mine, babe?

You wanna smoke with me, get faded

Fuck slowing down

Pick it up, pick it up, roll

In my bed, it's going down

Can I get you all alone?

Think I'ma roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice tonight (Roll the dice)

'Cause I'm 'bout that life

Want all night, that'll change your life

Think I'ma roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice tonight (Roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up)

(Yeah, yeah)

And you my lucky number

I'ma roll the dice

Look, K-Mac comin' straight from the eighties (Eighties)

A nigga dabbled in crack in the eighties (Eighties)

Callin' out all the single, pretty ladies

Which one of y'all wanna have my pretty babies? (Babies)

Oh, I think it's you (You)

Or maybe even you but I like her too (Too)

All y'all cute so a nigga can't lose (Lose)

I'ma roll the dice, daddy need a new pair of shoes (Pair of shoes)

They the new black ones that I got from Louis (Louis)

Big house, big broad, livin' in the boonies (Boonies)

I be so fly, yeah, I got the honies (Honies)

And they give me good brain, I don't fuck with dummies (Fuck with dummies)

You know you got that fire, why you trippin'? (Why you trippin'?)

Take a look around you, you ain't got no competition, huh (Competition)