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42 Dugg – Rose Gold Lyrics

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Fuck with me free them
Fuck with me what they call you?
Fuck with me

Call me mister rose gold who the hell is Carlos?
Everything froze yeah, everything
Fuck a five, forever throwin fours
All my niggas know I used to sell dope word
Come and get you some yeah
Gettin off for an eighty, come and get you ones
Ayy, I dont wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you on?
Ask that hoe who dick she on
I still sell them bricks for low, I fuck with that piccolo

Ask around, Im six and O, pass that lot, Im gettin stopped
I ring my bitch, freaky textin, wanna fuck me
They cannot bring my bitch
Say that pussy where she love me, watch her sing my shit
How the fuck you niggas judgin? I was just locked up
40 ones, all flooded, bezel been rocked up
These young niggas come from nothin, why you wont stop us
Dawg, weed, lean and pills, this a one-stop truck
Doggy losin interest, bitch, yeah, once I fuck

All the real hoes tucked, damn near cant be touched
Somebody bound to make you crazy
Why it cant be us? Why it cant be me?
Im in that new GT, cream, dark blue seats
I cashed out on that bitch
Meek just hit me for a verse, I passed out on that bitch
Dre got two APs, a Richard and a house on her neck
I dont care bout who he killed, stop acknowledgin rats, bitch

Call me mister rose gold, everything froze yeah, everything
Fuck a five, forever throwin fours
All my niggas know I used to sell dope word
Come and get you some yeah
Gettin off for an eighty, come and get you ones
Ayy, I dont wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you on?
Ask that hoe who dick she on yeah, yeah
I still sell them bricks for low yeah
I fuck with that piccolo yeah, yeah, yeah

2020, niggas know who killed the most
Tell lil bro they scared
We somewhere close, so dont make Insta posts
Drug traffickin, dont come round askin, come get instant quotes
Doggy know I dont focus on rap and Im still sellin dope
I got it out, not tucked, in my chopper I trust
It wasnt easy takin over but I had to drop my nuts
I know its some crucial bloody brothers who hate my guts

We be whackin shit for real, they be beefin for PR stunts
So if its up, then its stuck
Rappers cappin, got they in their trunks
Its on my lap and I dont clutch
So if I up, nigga, duck
Hit at least one every month, maybe two if they get both
Like I connect with them strippers, I got plugs, call me plug

Call me mister rose gold, everything froze yeah, everything
Fuck a five, forever throwin fours
All my niggas know I used to sell dope word
Come and get you some yeah
Gettin off for an 80, come and get you ones
Ayy, I dont wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you on?
Ask that hoe who dick she on
I still sell them bricks for low, I fuck with that piccolo

Maybach truck, could get the Ghost, fuck that, Gotti, get em both
I fuck with that coke so much I signed to my nigga CMG
Keep that shit in Memphis why? Cause I be dyin with my nigga
If they send it, I got it, not the Richie, the Patek
All my bitches be laughin, why? Shit used to be funny
Them ten thousand stacks, nigga? Them used to be hunnies
And them bitches yall walkin with? Them used to be runners

Call me mister rose gold, everything froze yeah, everything
Fuck a five, forever throwin fours
All my niggas know I used to sell dope word
Come and get you some yeah
Gettin off for an eighty, come and get you ones
Ayy, I dont wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you on?
Ask that hoe who dick she on
I still sell them bricks for low, I fuck with that piccolo

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