ROSEBAR

Lyrics

Pull up on me it's nothing Had to get a call from your cousin Fucked in the car to the function Glock 44 straight (Glock 44 straight) Glock 44 straight thuggin' Real R. Kelly when we bumpin', uh Hold them knees throw them hips real nice [?] Now it's feelin' like Rosebar in the house, uh I'm tryna get acquainted Lookin' at me thought she saw a ghost fainted Now she gettin' dragged to the pavement I guess it's what I wanted baby girlie I'm too famous Prada this, Louis that, name it This your dick baby claim it, right Grab her by the throat while I say it, right [?] Yeah, and just tell me when I'm comin' up Dash the keys when I'm comin' up [?] Stop yеlling got my hands on your butt While I'm grabbin' on your track set tryna beat it up [?] Likе pull up on me it's nothing Had to get a call from your cousin Fucked in the car to the function Glock 44 straight (Glock 44 straight) Glock 44 straight thuggin' Real R. Kelly when we bumpin', uh Hold them knees throw them hips real nice Now it's feelin' like free dick in the spot, uh (Bitch this my song) [Big Flock] I swear I ain't never chase no bitch I ain't no dog catcher Don't take the pace up out the shoes we be soul snatchin' [?] I run through the lobby just like I'm Bo Jackson They know I do it for the five like Tito Jackson I never care what a ho think Light skinned bitch French tips and her toes pink I ain't really in the jewelry store with Goldlink My dogs sent the brain new chain, still rock the old ring My new bitch don't be on my dick, I miss my old thing I run hand la back up, I miss swerve [?] Wanna leave my bitch in a minute I miss her I be in the field like I'm playing for Pittsburgh I be catchin' plays like I'm fuckin' with Fitzgerald I be goin' nuts like I'm fuckin' with big squirrel Grew up with the pop til he sweat like a big girl [?] (You should have came to Rosebar, I was in a section with Goldlink…) [Goldlink] Pull up on me it's nothing Had to get a call from your cousin Fucked in the car to the function Glock 44 straight (Glock 44 straight) Glock 44 straight thuggin' Real R. Kelly when we bumpin', uh Hold them knees throw them hips real nice Now it's feelin' like Rosebar in the house, uh I'm tryna get acquainted Lookin' at me thought she saw a ghost fainted Now she gettin' dragged to the pavement I guess it's what I wanted baby girlie I'm too famous