Rosé Showers lyrics

[Chorus: J Delice]
f*ck it, f*ck 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, f*ck her, f*ck 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 f*ckin' b*tches wanna leave with me, when it comes down

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Montana!
f*ck it! f*ck it f*ck 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
f*ck them once, f*ck them twice, f*ck them three times
When she throwing back to swallow, I say when it goes down
f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck '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, f*ck what I spend
Shorty freaky, I don't know about her, I just hope it's tight when I slide in
Only foreign sh*t 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 n*gga 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]
f*ck it, f*ck 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, f*ck her, f*ck 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 f*ckin' b*tches wanna leave with me, when it comes down

[Verse 3: Zoey Dollaz]
Hundred bottles of Rosé, ten bad b*tches up in the section
Lotta real ones, lotta records
Tell 'em hatin' n*ggas get to stepping
Tell a bartender, bring that Ciroc
Saw this sh*t, 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 di*k
Yeah, n*gga, 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, n*gga like Chun Li
She playing with the stick, n*gga like Chun Li
[Chorus: J Delice]
f*ck it, f*ck 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, f*ck her, f*ck 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 f*ckin' b*tches wanna leave with me, when it comes down