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tyler coolidge - rosé lyrics

ay
coolranch, coolranch, coolranch, coolranch
i’m sippin’ on tea
ay
w-ssup

(verse 1)
shorty treat my face like a bean bag
i’m good gurl, remy ma lean back
yo -ss phat and i mean that
yo-yo -ss phat and i mean that
this d-ck heals and you need that
i’m off rosé, everything a heat check (swish)
eyes real low like i’m t-mac
go dumb in the p-ssy for the remix (dumb, dumb)
sinigang, gimme strength
you lookin like a cinnabon, with minute maid
thicker than the winter fog, in the bay
pulled up, hopped out, hot d-mn! (d-mn! ow!)
ya neck icy, yes i see you
you dress nicely, yes i see you
you get hyphy, yea i can tell
d-mn you bad as h-ll (sheesh)

(chorus)
d-mn gurl, i don’t really mean to impose
but i really can’t look away
so imma shoot my lil free throws
say sum if you tryna play my-my game
i ain’t tryna be that guy (that guy)
act like a tool cause you too fine (too fine)
i know just what to do witt-t
guard down, i cha-cha real smooth witt-t

(bridge)
ay
real smooth witt-t (cha-cha)
gimme yo guard down
i’m off this rosé
(cha-cha real smooth witt-t)
rosé baby, babe

(verse 2)
i’m up in this b-tch (i’m up in this b-tch)
i’m feelin myself (i’m feelin myself)
smellin lovely (lovely)
tryna give her no reason not to hump on me (hump me)
yellow dress, big booty she a bumblebee
she buzzin on me i’m-harder than donkey kong country
spillin this bubbly
patience plummetin
she tryna go back where i stay-get cuddly cuddly
(yeaaa! wooooo!)
it’s every nite, every day (every nite, every day)
the foreplay mma (foreplay mma)
she nice, she bite
she love r&b, she might get ella mai’d (oooh)
the bars make her laugh, i got knee-slaps
with her solely vegan yams and mac n’ cheeze -ss (muah)
the drank got me hungry
so whatchu say we make like dumplings…
(yea! ay! uh!)

(bridge)
ay
real smooth witt-t (cha-cha)
gimme yo guard down
i’m off this rosé
(cha-cha real smooth witt-t)

(verse 3)
the moon out
yo -ss out
tomorrow imma call out
you feel that? -phone ringing-
we too close
next thing you know
i gotta new leg
you feel that? (oh my)
ya gurlfriends hiss (hissss)
are they mad they ain’t gettin it like this? (thisss)
heard you got f-ckboi fever
my energy a f-ckboi reliever
bring it back

d-mn gurl, i don’t really mean to impose
but i really can’t look away
so imma shoot my lil free throws
say sum if you tryna play my-my game
i ain’t tryna be that guy (that guy)
act like a tool cause you too fine (too fine)
i know just what to do witt-t
guard down, i cha-cha real smooth witt-t

- tyler coolidge lyrics

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