Limp Bizket f Rollin' (remix) Lyrics

Play that f___in' track!
Play that f___in' track!

Redman, it's right y'all,
Method Man and we just keep on rollin' baby.

Are you ready?

(Move in now move out,
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me what cha' gonna do now.
Breath in now breath out.
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now. (come on)

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(wha?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'

Now I know y'all be lovin' this s___ right here,
L.I.M.P Bizkit is right here.
People in the house put them hands in the air,
Cause if you don't care, then we don't care.
See I ain't givin' a f___, quit pressin' your luck.
Untouchable, branded unfuckable.
So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth.
Then I'm'a have to play, and brake the f___ out.
And it will see you slip, after one round with X.
And what am I bringin' next? Just know it's Red and Meth.
So where the f___ you at? Punk, shut the f___ up!
And back the f___ up while we f___ this track up.

Are you ready?

Move in now move out,
Hands up, now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now.
Breath in now breath out.
Hands up, now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now. (come on)

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(wha?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'

Check my, dangerous langu'atrocious,
When I let this nutz hang, focus it's Wu-Tang.
What the f___'s a Hootie And The Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approches, these twin supersoakers
Who have poisenous toughts for copers.
Too late to get your blow gun and host it.
You're left b___ered it up and likely toasted.
So what. I drink and smoke to much.
So what if I cuss to much, shut the f___ up.

Now when we roll, you m_________ers talkin' your goals,
Cause for the platinum I'm jackin' n____z up in limos.
It ain't nothin' for bullets to unbutton your clothes.
Description: Yellow Mel, tissue up in his nose. (you b____es)
Swing the vine on the baboon nuts,
I'm hairy as hell, at the held, and tattooed up
I'm a dawg only f___in' in the bathroom (what?)
In high school I dealt only with the classroom's s___s.

my name is: Johny, Donny, Brasco, talk the gacko,
Cut you're cash flow, Yell if you want money.
Funny, i'm hungry doubly s_____ crumbs from me
Dark and hot b____, mixed parties in the mosh pit.

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 Poone was in it.
Ending up, pull your back who swores up in it
Anyone can match me, I'm crack 'em all in the guiness.
f___ how many thugs, and playas, and ballas in it
Brick city shao-limp better call the senates
Boys that are run up in your white mall and spill it.

Move in now move out,
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now.
Breath in now breath out.
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now. (come on)

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(wha?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'

(DMX)
It just don't give no darker to that kid with the parker.
Bald head with the boots, the shoots to make a sparkle.
I'm a fair n____, but ain't there n____.
Thicker then the hair trigga so if you dare n____,
It'll be like your man, tryin' to hold your brain to your head.
But it will be s___tin' on yourself, cause you're already dead.
And at the funeral you won't need a casket,
I'm leavin' just enough room to stuff you in the basket.

But just get the tasket (what?), nobody needs an a__ kickin'. (what?)
My mom never let me forget that I'm a b______.
Ain't never been s___ and ain't gonna be s___,
That's why I take s___, whenever I see s___.
It's just that the s___, these sharper do what I wanna do.
And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you
And i'll be runnin', where your man straight about, kid?
You n____z ain't runnin' a f___in' thing but your mouths.

(hook)
Move in now move out,
Hands up and hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now.
Breath in now breath out.
Hands up and hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now. (come on)

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(wha?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'

(Fred)
You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (yeah)
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit. (why?}
Because we get it on. (when?)
Every day and every night. (oh)
See this platinum thing right here? (uh-huh)
Well we're doin' it all the time. (what?)
So you gotta gets some better beats and-a get some better rhymes. (dough!)

But if you really really really wanna get s___ started.
Then people everywhere just get r_____ed.
Get r_____ed. Get r_____ed.
Then people everywhere just get r_____ed.

(hook)
Now move in now move out,
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now.
Breath in now breath out.
Hands up now hands down,
Back up, back up.
Tell me whatcha' gonna do now. (come on)

Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(uh)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin' rollin'(wha?)
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___ you at?!
f___ that s___! f___ that s___! f___ that s___! f___ that s___!
Ruff Ryders! Punk!