Rose Lyrics
(Verse)
I come from the city where that money make them bitches watch
I take my bread to fly and see them wings you at the chicken spot
Lame ass niggers get me high this glock I got a fifty shot
Fifty clips so I advise you stop with all that silly shit
My baby got a membership club with all exotic women
Pradas with the linning got these model bitches grinning
BCBG,Louie Vuitton,told my ex I'm moving on
Bad boy like I move with Shawn far from cheap I keep them dollars spending
I don't know where you came from but all my niggers do one thing
Load it up, let it off she polish me 'til my gun clean
Hit south beach with no sunscreen my dutch brown but I puff green
Hands on like a touch screen ,she let me rip but don't trust me
I know why I'm a wild cat but ain't never played with Kentucky
Remember days then when touch means I'm getting paid they wanna fuck me
Black shades with a rug beat, can't buy those these custom made
Why low but the bucket gray Shorty fuck with East she in love with Dave
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(Hook)
I ain't tryna leave you and I don't wanna lose you
When I be on the row with them hoes I would choose you
I don't understand but they love me more than usual
I'm sticking to my plan a hundred grams and a new coupe
Tryin to get this cake back, I don't wanna waste time
Money I'ma make that, heard it through the great vine
Alot of niggers hate that, killer man I ain't signed
Bottles of rozay crack I'm tryin' to have a great time
(Verse)
Overdose all my sex she overdose
Shake it when I stroke it slow we higher than the pocket notes
Mountain top ,time to place that pussy in a box and run
Box and match,may weather I beat it up no doubt in that
Her nigger he just can't compare I don't even make it fair
Feeling great her face up in that pillow case her make up there
We be going round for round pass our same spot we wake up there
We fuck on all the furniture won't stop until we break a chair
Rip the couch I ain't in the cuddling or kissing mouth
Twist 'em out I just let 'em smoke and keep 'em liquored out
Buying out the bar OG kush flying off the car
She know she riding with the star FD or flying with my car
I get them bad bitches up out in the club
I'm smoking knocking a week in
'Bout to dive in that deep in I wanna fuck and just be friends
Wake me up when I'm sleeping she so soft when she touch me
I'm going sun she on one I told you bitch don't love me
(Hook)
I ain't tryna leave you and I don't wanna lose you
When I be on the row with them hoes I would choose you
I don't understand but they love me more than usual
I'm sticking to my plan a hundred grams and a new coupe
Tryin to get this cake back, I don't wanna waste time
Money I'ma make that, heard it through the great vine
Alot of niggers hate that, killer man I ain't signed
Bottles of rozay crack I'm tryin' to have a great time
(Outro)
Started off in the hoopdy then I said I want the truck
Late night got a text Shorty said she wanna fuck
Need some love voice sound and say it like she need a hug
Everytime she tell me slow it down I get this beating up