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Saint Jhn – Roses Remix Lyrics

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Remix
Off the corner with the money, I got a birds eye
Cook that shit up, Quay
SAINt JHN, Pluto Hndrxx
Told Lee hed be a millionaire

Roses
I walked in the corner with the body screaming dolo
Never sold a bag but look like Pablo in a photo
This gon make em feel the way like Tony killed Manolo
You already know though, you already know though
I walk in the corner with the money, on my finger Yeah
She might get it popping, I might wife her for the winter Sure
I already know, already know, nigga roses
All I need is roses

Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on Turn up, turn up
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on Turn up, turn up
Cant handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life dont last
Done been through it all Whoa
Fuck with a nigga raw, this who you wanna be Lets go
And I know you wont tell nobody nothing Tell nobody
And I know you wont tell nobody no

Roses
I might pull up flexing on these niggas like aerobics Wow
I might tell her girl you cute but balling, that shit gorgeous Woah
Standing on the table, Ros, Ros, fuck the waters Wow
You know who the God is

Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on Turn up, turn up
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on Turn up, turn up, turn it on
Cant handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life dont last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a nigga raw, this who you wanna be

I might bring them Brooklyn niggas out, oh Lord, its overs
I might bring them strippers out and tell em do it pole-less
You already know, already know, nigga roses
Kill em, make it, turn up baby, turn up, when I-
You already know, you already know

Shawty gon turn up and get at these bands
Shawty aint scared and she brought me a friend
Check up the temperature, I flip all this cash
Fuck up a check, did a flex on the bitch
After talkin the shit, Ima flex on his ho
Canary yellow, baguettes with the glow
Question his Audemar, VVS froze
Turn it up, green light, everything go
Need interpreters, I dont even talk to you hoes
I need a translator for these hoes
I got so many exotics standing abroad
Ice, baguetties, yes Ice, bad, bad bitches, so cold You already know

Beat up the pot, she came with a key You already know
Emilio Pucci keep all the secrets You already know
Solitary diamonds, solitary
Ready to go slide in the bank
Chopper say nah-nah, my bitches complain
Omert for the campaign Mert, Mert

Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on Keep a lotta drugs
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on Got a couple models
Cant handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life dont last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a nigga raw, this who you wanna be
And I know you wont tell nobody nothing
And I know you wont tell nobody no
Roses

Roses

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