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Bling Dinero - Rosetta $tone Lyrics



Bling Dinero - Rosetta $tone Lyrics
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All of these stones of my body
I feel like Rosetta
F*ck everybody
They all moving extra
You know she stay on my body
But I never sweat her
Cool off the drugs
Lately been feeling like LL
She thinking I'm the coolest of fellas
Shit ina Pelle
I'm smoove with the Leather
Pullup in Coupes all white
I'm calling it heather
Moving too deady
Gotta stay wit bestfriend
Go best friend
Been onna road
Time to get them checks in
Still onna road
Smoking Sunday breakfast
All my niggas steppers
No kappa
Pull-up in trucke
I ain't even a scammer
She got the peach
She must be from Atlanta
She from New York
She ain't having no manners
Damn
I gotta blam her
Keeping some sticks
Like Im Tony Montana
N I rock Juelz like Santana
Mixing the lean wit the Fanta
No Allen Iverson I been the answer
Keep drakes
Cause all of my diamonds be dancing
She ina trance
She thinking I'm handsome
Beat up her back
I'm causing her damage
He want her back
I held her for ransom
Bitches attached
I'm getting my bands up
Double R swerving
They peeping the phantom
They dont want no smoke
No cancer
Ball like I'm randle
I'm having handle
Pop out designer my coupe is a panda
Knew I was chosen
When I was in pampers
If I don't like em I'm changing his channel
Niggas ain't Chippy they looking for crums
Choppa start spitting it sound like a drum
Smoking gelato it's hitting the lungs
Keep Drip onna legs this a one of one
Catch me wit some legs up under the sun
Pockets on gibby my niggas stay serving iCarly
N I feel like Rosetta cause I'm having stones on my body
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English

All of these stones of my body
I feel like Rosetta
F*ck everybody
They all moving extra
You know she stay on my body
But I never sweat her
Cool off the drugs
Lately been feeling like LL
She thinking I'm the coolest of fellas
Shit ina Pelle
I'm smoove with the Leather
Pullup in Coupes all white
I'm calling it heather
Moving too deady
Gotta stay wit bestfriend
Go best friend
Been onna road
Time to get them checks in
Still onna road
Smoking Sunday breakfast
All my niggas steppers
No kappa
Pull-up in trucke
I ain't even a scammer
She got the peach
She must be from Atlanta
She from New York
She ain't having no manners
Damn
I gotta blam her
Keeping some sticks
Like Im Tony Montana
N I rock Juelz like Santana
Mixing the lean wit the Fanta
No Allen Iverson I been the answer
Keep drakes
Cause all of my diamonds be dancing
She ina trance
She thinking I'm handsome
Beat up her back
I'm causing her damage
He want her back
I held her for ransom
Bitches attached
I'm getting my bands up
Double R swerving
They peeping the phantom
They dont want no smoke
No cancer
Ball like I'm randle
I'm having handle
Pop out designer my coupe is a panda
Knew I was chosen
When I was in pampers
If I don't like em I'm changing his channel
Niggas ain't Chippy they looking for crums
Choppa start spitting it sound like a drum
Smoking gelato it's hitting the lungs
Keep Drip onna legs this a one of one
Catch me wit some legs up under the sun
Pockets on gibby my niggas stay serving iCarly
N I feel like Rosetta cause I'm having stones on my body
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Writer: Adams Dosso
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:30
Written by: Adams Dosso
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