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potter payper & headie one - 59901r lyrics

[intro]
ayy what? ayy what? ah, hold on, nah
honeywoodsix (six, six, six)

[verse 1: potter payper]
i should probably call this one “guns and roses”
from all the rose gold and gunman poses
they ain’t never done basic, that’s one man’s sosh’s
rottin’ in the ville with a hundred roaches
’cause i got guns for the smoke and lungs for smokin’
on sight means i never really come to soak him
can’t you tell that i’m broke and i need love devotion
i’m temperamental, don’t be f+ckin’ with a thugs emotions
i can tell his tt, from i bust it open
i ain’t never gotta tell my b+tch to bust it open
i got a disorder, think i’m anti+social
i be road every day, i’m doin’ fifty golf b+lls
i donе about a thousand nights on andy’s sofa
i’m the one who cook crack and went and took that coastal
whеn sh+t happens in the ends, i don’t want no phone calls
i don’t want no snaps, let’s just keep this old school
it’s frankie, not franklin, but my lifestyle snowfall
i done years with the hammers, you should call man n0ble
i got a ten+ten rocket, i don’t take that n0bu
how you want the new me when you’re still the old you?
please make it make senses
you ever see icons in the trenches?
there’s somethin’ in your eye, there’s a resemblance
and now they wanna fly, all expenses paid
i got a mansion, just so i can get a sense of sp+ce
[chorus]
i don’t even know, i don’t even know
i don’t need roses, i got rose gold
i don’t even know, i don’t even know
i don’t need roses, i got rose gold

[verse 2: headie one]
(one)
i wear my heart on my sleeve, alexander mcqueen
bought the trainers, that’s somebody’s skull on the tee
put this middle finger up with a t
who’s got guns for sale? for this home, kinda nothin’ like adele
i kept goin’ back to jail, i was swingin’ ’round them b+lls like i’m miss trunchbull
i swear i got comfortable
empty prison cell, nothin’ but some thoughts on a wall
guilty play i’m waitin’ on this bus back to court
get it over and done with
if it wasn’t drug squad, then it would be gun feds, i ain’t got no love left
this case has got me feelin’ like i’m destined for these bunkbeds
instead i’m destined for more guns and roses
why you wanna know me now? you didn’t want involvement
in my tailored suit, had to saint laurent the loafers
got extended clips, we had just one revolver
i’m an eagle, but i love the vultures

[chorus]
i don’t even know, i don’t even know
i don’t need roses, i got rose gold
i don’t even know, i don’t even know
i don’t need roses, i got rose gold

- potter payper headie one lyrics

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