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letra de rose gold - jay zayat

rose gold lyrics
d-mn she ride on the d-ck like an addict
i pop me a cheque and then cop me a patek
i’m making him shiver, i’m making him panic
she tell me she wan’t me, i’m making her manic

she popping an addy, that’s 30
the mud is so clean, but it’s still f-cking dirty
a bad lil thing and she acting so flirty
might f-ck her tonight and then cop me a bentley, i’m finna’ go ghost like my jewellery, ha

.45 keep tucked, ha
rose gold dime keep tucked, ha
925 keep tucked, ha
you boys can’t keep up

don’t play with me, no
i got places to go, i got too many hoes
might just live in me rari’, that’s suicide doors
i ain’t playing with penniеs, it’s 20 a show and i’m (ah)
geeked up, f-cked up
bad lil’ thing wanna’ f-ck in the brinks truck
monеy by my waist, so i kick my feet up
he got a problem, don’t f-ck up my week bruh
rollie’ my wrist with the diamonds it’s winter
paper my pockets, i’m packed like a printer
keep a stick on my body, ain’t talking a splinter
and i stay with a shawty i f-cked off a finsta’ she got
rose gold sh-t, cartier on the wrist (rose gold)
rose gold bad b-tch, gimme brain in the whip
rose gold on my wrist, rose gold on b-tch (yessir run it back)
rose gold on my hip, rose gold on b-tch, (ha, ha, ha, yeah)

oh please, f-ck it i stay with the cheese (oh f-ck, dammit)
.38 by my waist like i stay with degrees
i givenchy my b-tch, i givenchy my team
i got preme’ on my body, that’s quarter a tee
and i win everyday now
gold on my wrist, i’m just 24k’ed out
play all my hits, she gon’ split for the k now
two b-tches on me, they both from the hills
in my phone they both mary, kate-a now (get it?)
stack up bands for my g’s stay with it
4 phone calls for my fiends stay fitted
2 missed calls from your main ting’ being my painting
run up the cheque, lil’ b-tch i been waiting
i know i got everything in your savings
i buy the bottle, the model is fainting
right at my feet from the money i’m making
might just go cop me the latest
rose gold wrist, it ain’t rose gold plated
she only f-cking tonight, coz’ the money ain’t tight and the diamonds so bright and they shining tonight coz’ she wearing her

rose gold sh-t, cartier on the wrist (cartier on the wrist)
rose gold bad b-tch, gimme brain in the whip
rose gold on my wrist, rose gold on b-tch
rose gold on my hip, rose gold on b-tch, (f-ck)
motherf-ckers can’t keep up
you boys can’t keep it up, ha
you boys can’t keep it up, ha

run it back

- jay zayat

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