Rosebudd's Revenge (Explicit)-Roc Marciano

歌手 : Roc Marciano

专辑 : Rosebudd's Revenge

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:23

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TXT Rosebudd's Revenge (Explicit)-Roc Marciano 文本歌词

Rosebudd's Revenge (Explicit) - Roc Marciano

Written by：Roc Marciano

We doubled up

While them younger sluts play double dutch

My new mac 11 came with the muzzle on the front

Ni**a this ain't no front

My taste buds trump your flavor of the month

Rappers can't f**k with me you can't name one

I paid a lump the table spun

I dip my blunt in angel dust

The gauge pump turn your brain to mush

The slug ll make your potato bust

Imagine what that draco does

Give you a halo while I'm sniffing yayo off of j lo butt

It made a playa face go numb

Beefing with me and mine ll lead to e coli

You're not bonafide them hoes I just bone and slide

I had a moment sky open

You not potent ibuprofen

This is h****n that brown not that yellow sh*t they stepping all over it

If you look close you can see the Louis loafer print

Some ni**a put his toes in this sh*t

No sh*t it's over wit'

Ho this is showmanship

Shootouts with foes yo lord hold up I think my shoulder hit

Think I'm hit ni**a sh*t

Say word you caught one lord let me see

That's a shoulder wound my ni**a sh*t went straight through you good

Let's go

Get back

Don't think you can't get cli dapped where you living at

Fast I put a ni**a in a trick bag

And send you to yo momma gift wrapped

That's where I'm at we gong kill your a**

How real is that

Get em back

Feast or famine

I'm by the sea tannin'

Female companion speaking mandarin

You get a glimpse of me the freaks is clamoring

I'm in Miami wearing your rent on a pair of kicks

And that depend on where you live

I'm thinking somewhere near the calving klein underwear heir

Fresh to death they thought a ni**a slept in tupper ware

This the upper tier this for the puppeteers

Run your career with just the muscles in my hand

Might even push your sh*t back but I don't cut hair

Peel with the toast melt just like a f**king butter square

You ain't nothing but a square you bum

You just here sucking up air

My right hand steer like duh duh man

I'm good money lil buddy I'm no huggie bear

I have you in huggies just like the ones a pet monkey wear

F**k outta here

You a college kid we share no common thread

This sh*t Prada not doma brand

I'm just saying

No disrespect this sh*t just cost a lot of bread