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daniel nass - roseart. lyrics

[verse: daniel n-ss]
wanna ride in the murcielago
color car verde azualdo
dressed in amarillo
haitian b-tch speaking creole on the d tho
make more green than the mom of cee lo
got more green than an avacado
f-ck your team, boy my squad’s a mob
a bunch of teens with dreams
corn being off the cob
oh god
you act like you don’t know what’s up
down in the dumps, blue
i was too, but now i’m f-cking great
mixed n-gga, half gorilla out the cage
no zoo or school could contain this f-cking rage
i stay true, put the colors on the page
you gon see just a piece my f-cking brain
shouting peace to prince in the purple rain
could you please admit that you f-cking lame
you ain’t us
you can’t touch this
you’s a fake
you’s dumb brainless
cowardly
yellow -ss fellow
only make $7.24 hourly
that’s like minimum wage but smaller
you’s a cutie but i’ growing with that orange
red flame so fire getting hotter
burn you if you open it
don’t move the door hinge
bring the heat n-gga
burn third degree with ya
girl, she riding p-ssenger seat in the foreign whip
ya girl operating stick
i mean my d-ck cuz i’m driving automatic
in the cut, in this b-tch
in the club, in the crib
gonna bump to my songs
cuz they all greatest hits
showing love to my city
they rock to my sh-t
they all f-cking adore me
cuz i am the best
wanna ride in the maserati
with the suicide doors hotter than ferrari
with the redhead chick with the banging body
hottie, hardly know her but i show her how we party
weed and shots
that’s all these n-ggas want
uv blue, blue dream too
but no tunes on
“who’s catching aux?”
but no response from the crowd
now they starting to get rowdy
they tryna go to town
gotta hold em down
a sure truce my n-ggas
my dude is green off the lean
and the booze thats in him
we got him leaning over bowls
for the sick he’s spit-ting
he wanna quit, but he can’t
cuz he’s in the liquid
thats the price of liquor
thats the price of drinking
thats the price of indulging in your vices n-gga
try to drive know they gon suspend your license n-gga
it gon be priceless when you try to fight it n-gga
almost as priceless as my ice is
see this gold
jaws of black kids and the white kids
at they toes
see they like it but no idea
it’s from goodwill
see my style it comes in manifolds and i dont shop jcpenny
the n-ggas that do you know they ain’t getting henny
and i don’t shop at old navy
baby erase the contact if you shop there on the daily
and i’m not tryna meet your parents embarr-ssing yourself
do it look like i could care less?

[outro: daniel n-ss]
i can’t
it’s good
you stank
up in this hood
what’s going on in here
i’m the n-gga who ain’t got a single fear

- daniel nass lyrics

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