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letra de rose - brian fresco

[produced by mc tree]

[intro: brian fresco]
savemoney sh-t
there’s like three frescos
and i got that n-gga tree in here too
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: brian fresco]
said i be spazzin’, i be spazzin’ out
tell them hoes i’m spazzin’ out
see a cop i’m bailin’ out
catch a case i’m bailin’ out
middle fingers to the judge, i’m out on bond
still hit my plug like i ain’t had enough, i’m low on funds
i got to get this paper up, you n-ggas broke, be sickin’ for a sack or two
i can’t go, you sippin’ on that rose, she pourin’ up patron
and me?, i’d like that henny please, but please mean no ice
please can’t comprehend that white sh-t, been a racist since like ’06
you a broke b-tch, cause you, you f-ck with broke boys and yes
i keep them toys for them boys, call me fisher price
he gambled with his life and rolled the dice and cr-pped out
and now his brains capped out
f-ck my homie copped out, keep your head homie
know i’m workin’, boy i got your mama and your daughter
plus i got my own comin’ so you know i’m goin’ harder
great news right? i hope you hear this sh-t and crack a smile
you gon’ see me in a while, actin’ foul with a pound and a [?]

[hook: mc tree]
i just [?] look like a ferrai but i knew you got a hund’ of those, a hund’ of those
and i’ll just drink my hennessy, you-you-you-you nothing but rose, nothing but rose
i just [?] look like a ferrai but i mean i got a hund’ of those, a hund’ of those
and i’ll just drink my hennessy, you-you-you-you nothing but rose, nothing but rose

[verse 2: mc tree]
’87 chevy, that’s my favorite whip (favorite whip)
lightskin ho named kelly, that’s my favorite b-tch (favorite b-tch)
got two things in common, compton’s never been (never been)
and the bank account’s two commas, now i’m n-gga rich
back then n-gga want to test me
don’t show soul might little n-gga
guess we on like we just [?] and sh-t
i had folks in there blowin’ and sh-t
then i got to pay for her to go through sh-t
then i got to make sure that you’re on a trip
and you’re on a trip, and you got a b-tch, and you got a whip
sh-t just be hectic, my head in the clouds, my feet in guiseppes
they hurt in this sh-t but i’m happy
the moral of things: i’m tryin’ to be king and these n-ggas won’t let me
i got to go harder, they won’t let me live in the city i’m part of
i’m d-mn near a martyr, i pray that b-tch [?] where most of ‘em started
and then you got people who don’t even bother
and i just think that we are somehow smaller
‘cause he in the phantom and i’m in the ‘rari
in front of the club, i still get a model
i still get a table, get two or three bottles
still got an eighth [?] of weed in the [?]
i’m still gonna laugh like there ain’t no tomorrow
i’m 150 proof for you n-ggas be [?]
catch me in hollywood gyros we ballin’, my n-gga say

[hook: mc tree]

- brian fresco

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