[Chorus: J Delice]
Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy
Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah
She love the way it feel, she said I make her
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air
When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Montana!
Fuck it! Fuck it Fuck it! Tip the rosé boy
Let the Champagne spray
You's a bucket, don't be playing with my head, boy
I just want some head, boy
Fuck them once, fuck them twice, fuck them three times
When she throwing back to swallow, I say when it goes down
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em tryna break her head boy
Then it's back to the bread boy
I got some drinks in the loop, I'm sippin' drinks in the back
I'm sippin' drinks in the K, I'm sippin' drinks in the A
We mix it up with some friends, mix it up with some Hen
She bend it over like ooh, catch a grip on my ten
Montana!
[Chorus: J Delice]
[?] Rosaay [?]
Let the Champagne spray
Oo la la, oo la la
La la la la
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When it goes up, it's a Rosay shower
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[Verse 2: Dave East]
Bankrolls, pesos, pistols stay close
Blue face, new case, you hate, stay low
We run a hundred bands, hundred bands got me want to do the running man
I was in the trap with my gun in hand, I had Champagne, I don't wanna dance
Rosé, Dom P, Clicquot, I'm bent
Blue hunnids, fuck what I spend
Shorty freaky, I don't know about her, I just hope it's tight when I slide in
Only foreign shit we ride in, Mommy told me she got five friends
Backwoods with that sour in it, since she quit smoking, now she high again
Kay Slay don't do the Henny, when I met that nigga I ain't have a penny
Now I'm in the spot with Lenny
I just signed a deal, probably cop a Bentley
Gabrielle Union know all about it
At the schools, all the students know about it
This is real life, we ain't photoshopping
Piece hitting, get a hundred, five hundred
[Chorus: J Delice]
Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy
Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah
She love the way it feel, she said I make her
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air
When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down
[Verse 3: Zoey Dollaz]
Hundred bottles of Rosé, ten bad bitches up in the section
Lotta real ones, lotta records
Tell 'em hatin' niggas get to stepping
Tell a bartender, bring that Ciroc
Saw this shit, she need about 2 shots
We got the VIP, Tupac
No man, I mean two-pack, my pockets on B.I.G
We run the city, we don't need ID
I'm in the zone, finna take her home
Hop in the foreign, she front seat
I know that's your chick, finna have her eat dick
Yeah, nigga, like lunch meat, pull up to the crib, she on me
That's what you call you, a young freak
I got your chick in the crib, playing with the stick, nigga like Chun Li
She playing with the stick, nigga like Chun Li
[Chorus: J Delice]
Fuck it, fuck it, turn the Rosé boy
Let the Champagne spray, whoa, whoa
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, fuck her, fuck her hard, back to the crib, yeah
She love the way it feel, she said I make her
Ooh la la, ooh la la, la la la la
When it comes down, it's a Rosé shower, bottles in the air
When it comes down, all the fuckin' bitches wanna leave with me, when it comes down