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Rose

 

Rose

(альбом: Im Havin 2 - 2016)


Rose, Rose, Rose
I got shooters in Chiraq like D-Rose
Rose, Rose, Rose
Hop off the Jet jump in the A-7 then switch to the Rolls
Rose, Rose, Rose
Free all my niggas in the chain gang cause they never told
Rose, Rose, Rose
Three different Rari's in three different colors, and three different Rolls

I just left Cali they thought it was vacay it was 10 different shows
Why everytime I dab, you eat it up, but I'm No sloppy Joe
She's with me the harder I go
Trapping' and Capping on the 50th floor
She like my dab when I walk thru the door
Hit her in the morning like I'm Alonzo
Chickens mixing', windows gotta know they tender
Smash her in the rental she get sentimental
They say Flip Go D-Rose on instrumentals
When I drive the Rolls they say slow down a little
Slow Down like Jodeci she can't get over me
Made a whole mixtape and I did it soberly
Only God can judge me cause that's who looks over me
Split the old and blue hundreds then I count them separately

Rose, Rose, Rose
I got shooters in Chiraq like D-Rose
Rose, Rose, Rose
Hop off the Jet jump in the A-7 then switch to the Rolls
Rose, Rose, Rose
Free all my niggas in the chain gang cause they never told
Rose, Rose, Rose
Three different Rari's in three different colors, and three different Rolls

I'm like Derrick While I'm in Chicago when I ball like a bull
We just threw a all white party a hundred white bitches and there was no rules
Ninth Grade when I packed that tool, c4 my brother I still kept it cool
Step back three pointer so I can look cool
Eat it up eat it up till you get full
Get a triple double, shoes I cop in doubles
Players in my bubble, stack up all my ruffles
Me and my trap are so close that we cuddle
I could shoot three and I bet on it'll be muffled
Allen hoop I shoot like Villanova
Eat her Timberwolve like I'm from Minnesota
Trap the motorola when I but the Coca
I check the weather like Al-Roker

Rose, Rose, Rose
I got shooters in Chiraq like D-Rose
Rose, Rose, Rose
Hop off the Jet jump in the A-7 then switch to the Rolls
Rose, Rose, Rose
Free all my niggas in the chain gang cause they never told
Rose, Rose, Rose
Three different Rari's in three different colors, and three different Rolls

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