Текст песни Ty Dolla Sign - Blase

[Intro: Future] You know what's going on Over there and over there, okay [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign (Future)] (Ordered up a hundred roses Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé) Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign ] Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, all I drink is Bombay When I'm with my niggas, I might drink that Henny Smoking Kush and pull it, motherfuck the police I ain't scared to die, on them dead homies Hit them licks, wh-whipping the bricks I'm young and I'm rich, young and I'm rich I got hoes, I got hoes in different area codes, I think I'm Nate Dogg I started from the ground I'm that nigga now I stay with the loud, can you hear me now? And my bitch cold, She a centerfold Put her on a stand, and she never too [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign (Future)] (Ordered up a hundred roses Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé) Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé [Verse 2: Slim Jimmy] I break the bank like an athlete, hon Shawty caught drunk, fucking up her new Louboutins If I let her in my Masi she might be a trending topic Before she gotta ride it, gotta pop it, Blasé, Blasé Bust it, spin, spin your [?], and I'm still blowing big faces Something 'bout them Ben Franklins make any bitch get naked Crew got the juice, bitch you don't need no chasers Ball on these niggas, I need knee replacements [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign (Future)] (Ordered up a hundred roses Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé) Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé [Verse 3: Swae Lee] Sipping out the jug until I feel it in my body I was, uh, hoping you were salty when you saw me, keep her rowdy Seen around me, all we do is dip and dab Got twin turbos on twin turbos and them bitches really smash It's a 50/50 chance I might, get ya, get ya It's a 50/50 chance that these niggas didn't pitch in I'm pouring up 'til I can't no more I swear everything I see slow mo' [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign (Future)] (Ordered up a hundred roses Need a bezel like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé) Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé Whiping Maserati, skurr, skurr, skurr Oh, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé, Blasé [Outro: Future] Alcohol and chronic is all we want Alcohol and chronic is all we want Alcohol and chronic is all we want Is all we want Is all we want Is all we want
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