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baby smoove – rose gold lyrics

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[intro]
b+tch, i been that n+gga, this vvs on+
(ayy, melly, what the f+ck is that?)
b+tch, i+
b+tch, i+

[verse]
b+tch, i been that n+gga, this vvs on rose gold
n+ggas hear that switch and start losing they composure
i been pouring fours in my cup, this ain’t no [?]
b+tch, i got that yayo from the island, got some odor
but i got franchise on my face, i’m a real closer
but i’m smoking on strong, i don’t knock it if you sold it
h+llcats and zl1’s, i can’t pull up in no cobra
sixty+three, i’m in the benz, i’m over rich, i know they told you
h+ll yeah, we in the seven double 0 when we get on you
sh+t, i only f+ck with letters in my stones, my diamonds bulletproof
you can tell they vvs when you look i don’t really gotta prove
i’m really rich but i still grind like i ain’t got sh+t
i be really keeping quiet but these n+ggas know we mop sh+t
half a million all on jewelry in one month, it make the opps sick
[?] im’a take her phone if she a opp b+tch
all that sneak dissing going against the grain now that’s my sh+t
can’t believe a n+gga [?] shoot four got on some some opp sh+t
tell them people that you here until you make it i ain’t forgot sh+t
i put that piece all on baguettes thats 5 times what the chain is
every time i get a chain you know im gone tag my jeweler
bust [?] this is not no frank muller
what type of n+gga buying kicks but dont never tag his jeweler
best car and best dressed since high school i been coolin
im in la with some models they on coke im sippin drink
i got a crush she out the country when she come im goin crazy
you know the guys they call me bottle you dont know me by that name
but your b+tch just call me baby when we f+ck she wear the chain
that n+gga out here chasing p+ssy with no money in his pocket
he tryna pay to f+ck he got h+rny money in his wallet
i love pourin fours time to put some pints in my stomach
i bet i make it home on every high speed make em stop it
on my wrist this a brick
bald heads in my switch
get to pullin make em twist
real hitta i won’t miss
how you broke and you dont hustle that sh+t really make no sense
im a icey motherf+cker hoes treat me like im prince
so much faith in this gun use it every time i spin
so much faith in my plug he’ll front a 10 for 10
n+ggas know we franchise get to hanging on that rim
ain’t law abiding citizens they the type to give a tip



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