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Roz - TD Up Lyrics



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I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so Tee Up
Bring all ya friends and let's Tee Up
Pour up some shots of Tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got diamonds on my neck
I got dumb bands all on deck yea, yea
The ladies in love with the drip
Niggas know that I'm up next oh woah
F*ck what they talkin' about
F*ck what they talkin' about
F*ck em
I got that natural flex
I'm in the gym witcha ex
She wanna ride on my wave
Might show her actual sex
She wanna hop on my jet
All of my shit is legit
All of my dawgs with the shits
Oooh I never stress
Hop in the Rolls with the tints
They envy me for my success
Oh Thank God I'm blessed
Na nigga you cannot test me
I am a king, not the chess piece
RIP Nipsey
She ride the wave like a jet ski
My money make me more sexy
Mulsanne the Bentley
She want the cola no Pepsi
Bitch Im a star, not no Jeffrey
Rockin' like Presley
I f*ck it up so intensely
She pop that ass like a cherry
But she from peach tree
Cummin' hard like it's an entry
Wrist lookin' frosty no Wendy's
But that's my baby
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
The vibe surreal, she popped a pill, then popped another one
The tribe is trill, the blunts is rolled, the pour is double cup
We in the hills, came from the ground, you see the level up
Na nigga this wasn't handed to
I done came up from a band or two
I know that explain the attitude
This longevity altitude
I'm in the lounge with the latitude
Pour me and my chick a drank or two
I need that 'tron on the rocks, make it double too
I'm here to win nigga, give me the Double U
Smoke all the beef, oh I sauce up the Barbecue
BITCH I'm a beast in this bitch like an animal
Came here to kill 'em all I'm here to execute
All money in from the corners, no prostitutes
Im makin' triple from all that I distribute
This is a fly nigga talkin' no parachute
I make her wetter than all of her bathing suits
Why my bread lookin' like I robbed a bank or two
Way that I'm killin' shit I should have made the news
Why ya bitch horny like this is her common mood
Added my Snap now she sendin' a nigga nudes' oh woah
I got the bands, bands, bands foreel
She love to dance, dance, dance foreel
She love to dance
And I got them bands
She love to dance
I got them, I got them, I got them, I got them, I got them
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so Tee Up
Bring all ya friends and let's Tee Up
Pour up some shots of Tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
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I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so Tee Up
Bring all ya friends and let's Tee Up
Pour up some shots of Tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got diamonds on my neck
I got dumb bands all on deck yea, yea
The ladies in love with the drip
Niggas know that I'm up next oh woah
F*ck what they talkin' about
F*ck what they talkin' about
F*ck em
I got that natural flex
I'm in the gym witcha ex
She wanna ride on my wave
Might show her actual sex
She wanna hop on my jet
All of my shit is legit
All of my dawgs with the shits
Oooh I never stress
Hop in the Rolls with the tints
They envy me for my success
Oh Thank God I'm blessed
Na nigga you cannot test me
I am a king, not the chess piece
RIP Nipsey
She ride the wave like a jet ski
My money make me more sexy
Mulsanne the Bentley
She want the cola no Pepsi
Bitch Im a star, not no Jeffrey
Rockin' like Presley
I f*ck it up so intensely
She pop that ass like a cherry
But she from peach tree
Cummin' hard like it's an entry
Wrist lookin' frosty no Wendy's
But that's my baby
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so T Up
Bring all ya friends and let's T Up
Pour up some shots of tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
The vibe surreal, she popped a pill, then popped another one
The tribe is trill, the blunts is rolled, the pour is double cup
We in the hills, came from the ground, you see the level up
Na nigga this wasn't handed to
I done came up from a band or two
I know that explain the attitude
This longevity altitude
I'm in the lounge with the latitude
Pour me and my chick a drank or two
I need that 'tron on the rocks, make it double too
I'm here to win nigga, give me the Double U
Smoke all the beef, oh I sauce up the Barbecue
BITCH I'm a beast in this bitch like an animal
Came here to kill 'em all I'm here to execute
All money in from the corners, no prostitutes
Im makin' triple from all that I distribute
This is a fly nigga talkin' no parachute
I make her wetter than all of her bathing suits
Why my bread lookin' like I robbed a bank or two
Way that I'm killin' shit I should have made the news
Why ya bitch horny like this is her common mood
Added my Snap now she sendin' a nigga nudes' oh woah
I got the bands, bands, bands foreel
She love to dance, dance, dance foreel
She love to dance
And I got them bands
She love to dance
I got them, I got them, I got them, I got them, I got them
I got them bands foreel
She love to dance foreel
She got a mass appeal
I got the bottles so Tee Up
Bring all ya friends and let's Tee Up
Pour up some shots of Tequila
Roll up the dank the sativa
What's on my lap that's the Nina yea, yea
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Writer: Shehroze Jatoi
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Length: 3:44
Written by: Shehroze Jatoi

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