Rollin with Saget

The Jaime Kenedy music video for Rollin’ with Saget featuring the “Full House” dad, Bob Saget. The lyrics are below the video.

Rollin’ with Saget Lyrics:

You are now about to wittnes the strenghth of Bob Saget

Have you ever had one of those nights that started off so damn good? No fights, no fuss…
It’s understood that when you go bar, man we aint leavin till those girls in the car

Well this night started off just like that except Jamie’s in the driver seat, Sagets in the back.
We rollin on twenties to the club pull up front Sagets in the back seat 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 clocked decked him
Started screamin for that bitch to respect him next thing ya know were in the VIP section when a crew like this run deep you wanna brag who you rollin with man, I’m rollin wit Saget

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Down on nights simmer everybody’s gettin tipsy Bob’s in a booth with a chick from Pachitski he’s ordering a Dom Perignon just drinkin it from the bottle makin plans to leave the club with three models.

That’s when DMX and 50 Cent walked in (nuh uh) Bob stood up and said “Who are you again?” At first all they did was sit around and stare till X pushed Bob (OW) and 50 hit him with a chair he’s in a cardigan, khakis, shoes and no socks yo want a hard core mother fucker pulled out a glock I got a cock as big as a donkey hard as a rock and trigger finger itcher of the chicken pox

Everybody threw there hands in the air
Bob’s drunk wit a gun and he just don’t care
We on the floor he on the table now fireing shots
Paris Hilton’s on the cell phone calling the cops
He blew the smoke off the tip of his gun Bob Saget, bitch, you betta ask someone

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Bob grabbed us and sluts and ran out the back door
says he’s still feelin funny and he’s hungry for more
He’s in the back seat gettin busy again
askin the girls if there lesbians (Are you?)
The girls start kissin now my dicks gettin hard.
Let’s go to by place the hot tub’s in the back yard
I got beer head maybe and an ounce of kush.
Yo J pull over I gotta pee in a bush.

When you rollin wit saget there’s no time for rest.
This motherfucker’s flippin bottle caps off of a chest singin
you this is Bob Saget this is what I do
my house my car this is my crew ahhhh
I love to hang with you Kennedy and Stu and chill the main streets of Malibu Good night boys
tomorrow night we gonna do it again

Bob Saget, MY BEST FRIEND

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Ba ba ba ba bob ba ba ba Bob Saget ba ba ba Bob Saget sa sa sa Saget…

Big dealers.. Bd.. Ba brca bob .. Big dealers.. Big dealers….big big big big dealers… Mother fucker in a cardigan sweater..

“Goodnight Michelle”