Dear Ms. Rose (feat. The Phenomenal Handclap Band)
[Hook] Baby, I could rule the world With a girl like you, in my arms
[Verse] High up, I was chillin in class With a magazine open, trippin' starin at that ass And think I fell in love, or maybe its the grass Sittin', thinking to myself we could forget about your past, see I wouldn't care if you were, a, prostitute that you Hit every rapper that you ever knew, see It wouldn't matter, we let them blogs chatter See I love your whole swagger, and I know you like rappers so Let me know I'm tryna find what you're open to I kiss both lips I pipe for the both of you Fantasize about you so long, now I'm hoping to Try to get you home and put it down like I'm suppose to do Yeah, and see I'm trying to get close to you I'm just being real cause I ain't found nobody 'dope as you Dreams of fuckin' a bad stripper bitch, turn super star chick, swagged out super rich
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[Verse] Man, hell nah she ain't a gold digger; Why she only fuck with rappers then? Go figure Low bank account, you ain't gettin laid If you fuckin' with this girl then you better be paid, know why? Takes too much, believe me From what I've heard she got a baby by Yeezy Somebody even told me that she fucked with Amari Leave the club and drive off in somebody's ferrari Heard she used to fuck with Fabolous and Wiz Or at least that's what the tabloid says You the baddest in the game; baddest in the biz And if i ever met you I would tell you what it is See, the only person I could see myself with is You Ms. rose but I'm tryna make you misses A top notch for you, set a bar for these bitches And I flipped the fuck out when world star leaked pictures