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Lil Duke – Rosé Lyrics

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She dont drink chardonnay, she drinking ros, uh, yeah
Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh
Basquiat drip, paint a picture when its in my lane, uh
Car cost bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith
Floral garments on me look like some drapes
Chanel double Cs on me, cant catch no case
Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae
Say rose gold your color diamonds
Drip, nigga, they gon televise it

If I got a shot then you know Im fine
Call some shooters, tell em never mind
Hella hoes, I got hella vibes
Lot of money coming like Im taking tithes
Come on, baby, you can take a ride
Jetlag, she getting tired of flying
Trickin this ho, it been a lot of eyes
So I keep it on me when Im outside
I heard that a rat just got killed, thats another mouse died
Yeah, that kind gotta stay from,
Cause a real nigga aint gon say nothin
Ima stay chasing, you gon stay crumbing
Pocket full, Ima stay thumbing
Blue strips, got straight hundreds
Told her relax, you straight hunting
Uh, yeah, I like to ball with my bitch
Yeah, I got a whole lot of chips
And I spent a bag at Phipps
Got ice on hit
Yes, I got diamonds on dancing
Oil this bitch out, let her paint at the mansion
Aviators, she no planning the landing
Keyz and Wheezy made a wave like Atlantic
Daily dripping, spend these racks and we splashing
In the hills, niggas trapping and banging

She dont drink chardonnay, she drinking ros, uh, yeah
Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh
Basquiat drip, paint a picture when its in my lane, uh
Car cost bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith
Floral garments on me look like some drapes
Chanel double Cs on me, cant catch no case
Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae
Say rose gold your color diamonds
Drip, nigga, they gon televise it

She just be watching my moves
Diamonds, they wet like a pool
I got a hell of a view
None of this shit, it aint new
I never made it through school
Cause I was breaking the rules
Making plays and making the news
Im having meetings with Jews
I cannot fuck with these bitches
Cause these bitches basic and I do not want no relations
She suck on my dick and she all on her knees
She say Im amazing, she just want to taste it
Whole lot of racks in my britches
Im only rocking Amiris
They steady asking for pictures
I really came from the trenches
We in them foreign cars, we dont stop at the light
And Im riding with my niggas if they wrong or right
Dont do no barking, my dawgs, they gon bite
Diamonds, they hittin in the dark with no light
Cant fall in love with no groupie ho
I fell in love with the studio
Shoot with So Icey like Im in the movie roll
Shoot his ass dead, we dont give a fuck who he know

She dont drink chardonnay, she drinking ros, uh, yeah
Icy nigga, need a couple bands when I show face, uh
Basquiat drip, paint a picture when its in my lane, uh
Car cost bout four hundred, why they ask why I spin in the Wraith
Floral garments on me look like some drapes
Chanel double Cs on me, cant catch no case
Cartier your handcuffs, you stuck with me, bae
Say rose gold your color diamonds
Drip, nigga, they gon televise it

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