Rose (feat. Daams) [Sped Up]
I don't need you, you could call it off
I can see you acting a little different now you showing off
I don't need no bitches on my back thinking they know it all
I don't need no flowers given, I don't need a rose at all
Just when you thought I was falling off
I bounce back into a wave, I got these bitches all aboard
She can't get enough of it, she telling me she wants some more
Ain't nobody like this, you ain't never seen this done before
Swimming through like Michael Phelps, I bought that lil' bitch Michael Kors
Wonder if the ice come out, I wonder if she like the horse
I don't really like awards, she thinks she a trophy
Try to take it slowly, keep it on the low key
I got hoes from A to Z, ain't find no bitches made for me
I got one right now that's tryna fuck, I make her wait a week
I know that they tryna steal the sauce, I made them pay a fee
You could try to keep her close, but she gon' find a way to meet me
Like glue you do, lil' baby, you're stuck
Don't give me bad news, just give me good luck
You don't know what to do without my love
You don't know how to move without my touch
I can see you acting a little different now you showing off
I don't need no bitches on my back thinking they know it all
I don't need no flowers given, I don't need a rose at all
Just when you thought I was falling off
I bounce back into a wave, I got these bitches all aboard
She can't get enough of it, she telling me she wants some more
Ain't nobody like this, you ain't never seen this done before
Swimming through like Michael Phelps, I bought that lil' bitch Michael Kors
Wonder if the ice come out, I wonder if she like the horse
I don't really like awards, she thinks she a trophy
Try to take it slowly, keep it on the low key
I got hoes from A to Z, ain't find no bitches made for me
I got one right now that's tryna fuck, I make her wait a week
I know that they tryna steal the sauce, I made them pay a fee
You could try to keep her close, but she gon' find a way to meet me
Like glue you do, lil' baby, you're stuck
Don't give me bad news, just give me good luck
You don't know what to do without my love
You don't know how to move without my touch
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Writer(s): Arbnor Nikq
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