That Dude KG, Jaepree , Knox - Rose Red lyrics
[That Dude KG, Jaepree , Knox - Rose Red lyrics]
Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonss blue
Plus I keep a dime chick
I like my Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonss blue
Plus I keep a dime chick
I like my rose ro-ro-ro-rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro
I don't know, man all I see is green
Money, money, money, kush
Some honeys in between
But them honeys'll never come between
Me and the money seen
The thought of me lettin' 'em
Intervene's a funny thing i mean
Cause I plan to exceed top floor
Whoever's already there
I'm who he's warmin' the spot for
And haters need to just accept
It's somethin' you can't stop, whores
Watch me make guap sore
While you niggas mop, or
Mope cause it's not yours i'ma cop stores
I'ma buy a yacht sore with my pops
Four bad ass bitches and a whole lot of pot
Tour around the world til I
Eventually find a spot
For a crib I'ma build where it's always hot
So when winter hit's it's just
A place we've always got
Somewhere I can sit outside and
Get some broad day top that Dude KG
Jump right in i'ma show what it be like
Every verse I'm on I kill
My lyrics never feline
The pursuit to the top
Lil'homie I got the green light
All these women on my phone and
They beggin' to hear me rhyme
Dedicated to the game never gonna stop
Lyrics like a sauna
You can bet your ass they're hot
Crew hard like diamonds
But granted we never rock
And I see my time is now look at the clock
And g shock
I don't deal with socket wrenches
But I got hammers for the ratchets
When they come around I
Disappear like David Blaine that's magic
But I had to come back scoop your girl
No, that ain't tragic
Shawty grindin' on my gears
She callin' me Inspector Gadget woah!
And I don't sip Rose
Get Hoes craz by a lil'OJ
That's ya bitch? no way
Nigga, get yo bae before get yo bae
Go and hit yo bae and that's why she leave
And they guys get weak she gone ride this D
And supply blow jobs to the whole damn team
Once I bust this nut eXIT
And I bleed DOPE on the beat
And the motto's MOB get yo cheese
Roll weed with the homies
Live live smoke trees
Hoes see us, they like, "Oh, gee! OG's!"
R-R-Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonss blue
Plus I keep a dime chick
I like my Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonss blue
Plus I keep a dime chick
I like my rose ro-ro-ro-rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro rose ro-ro-ro rose
Ro-ro-ro
I don't know, man all I see is green
Money, money, money, kush
Some honeys in between
But them honeys'll never come between
Me and the money seen
The thought of me lettin' 'em
Intervene's a funny thing i mean
Cause I plan to exceed top floor
Whoever's already there
I'm who he's warmin' the spot for
And haters need to just accept
It's somethin' you can't stop, whores
Watch me make guap sore
While you niggas mop, or
Mope cause it's not yours i'ma cop stores
I'ma buy a yacht sore with my pops
Four bad ass bitches and a whole lot of pot
Tour around the world til I
Eventually find a spot
For a crib I'ma build where it's always hot
So when winter hit's it's just
A place we've always got
Somewhere I can sit outside and
Get some broad day top that Dude KG
Jump right in i'ma show what it be like
Every verse I'm on I kill
My lyrics never feline
The pursuit to the top
Lil'homie I got the green light
All these women on my phone and
They beggin' to hear me rhyme
Dedicated to the game never gonna stop
Lyrics like a sauna
You can bet your ass they're hot
Crew hard like diamonds
But granted we never rock
And I see my time is now look at the clock
And g shock
I don't deal with socket wrenches
But I got hammers for the ratchets
When they come around I
Disappear like David Blaine that's magic
But I had to come back scoop your girl
No, that ain't tragic
Shawty grindin' on my gears
She callin' me Inspector Gadget woah!
And I don't sip Rose
Get Hoes craz by a lil'OJ
That's ya bitch? no way
Nigga, get yo bae before get yo bae
Go and hit yo bae and that's why she leave
And they guys get weak she gone ride this D
And supply blow jobs to the whole damn team
Once I bust this nut eXIT
And I bleed DOPE on the beat
And the motto's MOB get yo cheese
Roll weed with the homies
Live live smoke trees
Hoes see us, they like, "Oh, gee! OG's!"