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lirik lagu rosie night – aj crane

(intro)
yeahhh, yeahhhh, uhhhh, hummm
yeahhh, yeahhhh, mmm (hereajflexing)

(pre*chorus)
yeah, i got a perc and i pop that mental
gotta embrace it, no plaque, no dental
sk!lls pay the bills, make a deal, no rental
need a cute girl, go soft and gentle
all up close with the feels monumental
this that chills on a globe, continental
spinnin’ up the nights
go ring around the rosie
(chorus)
rose it up, i was just gettin’ straight to the bucks
grind that, put that work, issa must
transport to the deck, go bus
escort to the check, flow thrust
chessboard, leisure, concuss
if he talkin’ that sh*t gon’ cuss
i make bands, not friеnds, no trust, uh

[verse 1]
too turnt up in the trap house
finna vibe out, whеre they at now?
i’m the one that be makin’ the waves
this how you ride from the back out (yeah)
internet wavy, surfboard
dish fishes gotta serve more
cuddle b*tches up curve four
else who you think i swerve for? (skrrt, uh)
yeah, yeah
yung zenar go fuego
aj crane make the lanes flow
i’m johnny dang where the chains go
bust down they brains blow
imma go reign a parade show
ya b*tch gettin’ laid, she lay low
bought a birkin but you ain’t though (huh, uh)
he gon’ whip out dat stick and dem tricks
he no magician, but he is a trickster
flip out that switch and i’m makin’ the hits
if she want the chillin’, then she finna get it
she coolin’ out fly as a ceo
when she meets me, know that i’m above
top of the ceilin’, she turned to a fan
(refrain)
talk down on us, we can’t lose
you can scar us up, we gon’ bruise
we gon’ rhythm right outta blue

(chorus)
rose it up, i was just gettin’ straight to the bucks
grind that, put that work, issa must
transport to the deck, go bus
escort to the check, flow thrust
chessboard, leisure, concuss
if he talkin’ that sh*t gon’ cuss
i make bands, not friends, no trust, uh

(verse 2)
cooked up, whippin’ in the kitchen
with gray stoves, heat fly as a pigeon
frequency, i might turn up the switchin’
she got the pot, i’ll sing that b*tch in (woo, uh)
turn her to an opera, she a lead singer
with that big choppa, no gunslinger
i’ll run that b*tch up, she’s a speed hitta (grrrah, uh)
liquor bottle swervin’ full throttle
gamble in lotto, they go russian roulette
first*class, second snap on that jet
it’s a hit or miss, there’s no in*between
shine bright up next in the scene
big tunes, we gon’ light up a gleam
to the moon, i’m living the dream
pour me a cup, i’m sippin’ codeine
i need the xannys, i need me a lean
hennessy turn me to a fiend
certified, verified, redeemed (hold on, huh)
[refrain]
talk down on us, we can’t lose
you can scar us up, we gon’ bruise
we gon’ rhythm right outta blue

(pre*chorus)
yeah, i got a perc and i pop that mental (pop)
gotta embrace it, no plaque, no dental (no dental)
sk!lls pay the bills, make a deal, no rental (yeah)
need a cute girl, go soft and gentle (hold on)
all up close with the feels monumental (yeah)
this that chills on a globe, continental (yeah)
spinnin’ up the nights
go ring around the rosie

(chorus)
rose it up, i was just gettin’ straight to the bucks (straight to the bucks)
grind that, put that work, issa must
transport to the deck, go bus
escort to the check, flow thrust (yeah, yeah)
chessboard, leisure, concuss (uh, uh)
if he talkin’ that sh*t gon’ cuss
i make bands, not friends, no trust, uh

rose it up, i was just gettin’ straight to the bucks (straight to the bucks)
grind that, put that work, issa must
transport to the deck, go bus
escort to the check, flow thrust
chessboard, leisure, concuss
if he talkin’ that sh*t gon’ cuss
i make bands, not friends, no trust, uh

- aj crane

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