Thug Rose Lyrics

When they see you counting up these strips when the love shows

Humble you for talking out your lip like I'm thug rose

I'll get it in the night and make it flip right where the sun show

Police tried to flick me so I took them to the off roads

Them people ain't your brother bloodsucking like mosquitoes

Steady calling phone but I got goals I'm trying to meet those

You swore to god she loyal but she really let me beat those

Grabbed a glass of water then I told her wash the sheets though

You was turned down I was turning 30 to a 60

How you talk about LA when y'all rappers living in the city

How you trying to match when I bring za and you gone bring the middy

You was getting I was trying to get it like I'm Slipping Jimmy

Stop the reminiscing, little baby, know I ain't him

Ima get the whipper, sport mode, just to race him

Finna go deliver, exotic pack, to the nation

Nigga go figure, where he at, Gas Station

(Hello, Ay Bro Slide Right Now Right Now, He at the Circle K)

I ain't got no plots so you gone watch him cause' I'm on the way

I then got the drop and now my partner told me whip is gray

Tried to hop in car I slammed the door it ain't no getaway

Send him to the doctor make them want to call the CIA

Feeling like I'm Phineas cause' I know what to do today

Lying about your pockets knowing you don't got no moves to make

And your music garbage nigga you gone need a flute to play

She then gave the panties up too easy hit her on the tile

Looked into my eyes just like she need it and I get aroused

Hit it from behind and she look back at it just like a owl

But the coochie got me by surprise and Ima need a towel

A cold quiet nigga in a tux like I'm in Fargo

Nigga I'm like Agent 47 with no barcode

How you finna slide when your whip don't even start bro

Pussy nigga said he want some smoke I grabbed the charcoal

When they see you counting up these strips when the love shows

Humble you for talking out your lip like I'm thug rose

I'll get it in the night and make it flip right where the sun show

Police tried to flick me so I took them to the off roads

Them people ain't your brother bloodsucking like mosquitoes

Steady calling phone but I got goals I'm trying to meet those

You swore to god she loyal but she really let me beat those

Grabbed a glass of water then I told her wash the sheets though

(Aye pass me that water, I'm parched)