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letra de rosery - young thug

[intro]
we got london on da track
i’m in london got my beat from london

[chorus]
flood your neck with these diamonds
these hills i see you climbing
tell you now you ’bout to try it, ain’t gotta cry in it
i wanna irritate your sinus
flood your neck with this rosary
yeah yeah!
flood your neck with rosary!
yeah yeah!
[post-chorus]
i don’t wanna waste no time, ain’t got time, ain’t got time
shoulda listened to my motherf-ckin’ grandma
you know ever since the death of my brother
the only thing i ever had was from my mother
you took advantage and that’s all that i could say
wish i never ever caught you by the pavement
i ain’t doing nothing, you still think i’m lying
2019, your porsche is a cayenne

[refrain]
and i don’t wanna lose your love
not prepared to lose your love

[bridge]
let the rain rain down on me
all these hunnids all they fall on me
top dawg and that’s all i can be
i been ballilng out the gym, the superbowl for me
all your pain let it fall on me
let it rain, let it fall on me
when you fail let it fall on me
helicopter, let it fall out the streets

[verse]
big blue diamonds, blueberry m-ffin
f-ckin’ and tussin’, fun c-ck it and buss it
she heard stipulations ’bout some sh-ts i been f-ckin’
got me on my tippy-toes ’bout to leave in a rush
before i miss her, i’d rather overdose on this f-ckin’
i need supervision when i’m drinking this tuss
purple actavis, quality red and it’s tussy
i don’t wanna talk no more
i’ll upgrade your life, put you all in dior
all the chanels runners, his and hers
got you on a private plane, you ain’t got no concourse
f-ck you on a private plane and i don’t got no remorse
kinda tall but i f-ck you like you itty bitty short
got my glasses on, let you squirt on ’em, they tom ford
i know you mad but would you come over and help me?
i need to do laundry and i need you suck me
now i got you brown diamonds, now you looking f-dg-
i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry
[refrain]
and i don’t wanna lose your love
not prepared to lose your love

[post-chorus]
i don’t wanna waste no time, ain’t got time, ain’t got time
shoulda listened to my motherf-ckin’ grandma
you know ever since the death of my brother
the only thing i ever had was from my mother
you took advantage and that’s all that i could say
wish i never ever caught you by the pavement
i ain’t doing nothing, you still think i’m lying
2019, your porsche is a cayenne

[refrain]
and i don’t wanna lose your love
not prepared to lose your love
[outro]
let the rain rain down on me
all these hunnids all they fall on me
top dawg and that’s all i can be
i been ballilng out the gym, the superbowl for me
all your pain let it fall on me
let it rain, let it fall on me
when you fail let it fall on me
helicopter, let it fall out the streets

- young thug

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