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Old Orleans - Rose Water Lyrics



Old Orleans - Rose Water Lyrics




[ Featuring Abjo ]

I'm beachside at the super dome
I ain't been back in a minute, baby the futures home
The world know the boy as Uncle Roy, getcha google on
Sleepin on a Nigga is criminal you gon snooze alone

Im up at the marina scuba diving with my Beullers on
Kicks cost a fortune, the wheels on the whip is super chrome
They askin how I'm floatin below sea level? The roof is gone
I'm swimmin with the sharks tell them fishes to move along

Watch me skate nigga, that golden glide in yo hoe eyes
A size 17 B nard, nigga that's no lie
Aviators with the night vision, I got 4 eyes
I'm slidin wit a limp when I'm dippin, equip the 4-5

I highkey vibe off of the lofi
That pinã colada pimpin lil shrimpin'll never get a cosign
Before the levee blew I took the yacht out for a ghost ride
I took ya bitch with me, drive the boat she almost died

The 9th ward resort, palm trees by the road signs
This shit all inclusive, excuses gon getchu no ride
My name all in her mouth like sensodyne with the fluoride
I slick talk lil mama for the record boy that's no jive

The best. Part of waking up
Is me up in ya guts, I'm diggin up in ya hoe spine
Or vertebrae
I'm the coldest Nigga that you heard today
Niggas nervous cuz this the shit they ain't have the nerve to say

Deal or no deal, I had to rest my case
Arrested development, the rest will develop in a space
Get rest and develop at nothing, we runnin a different pace
What's a foot to a mile, harassing niggas up in this race

Lost my mind in the future I been here be-fore
Baby I'm the bomb, got a pocket fulla C4's
Been had the vision, popz shoulda named me Seymour
No detours, don't ask me whore. Shit, now ya luck is dead

I ain't never listen momma used to call me bucket head
Now I rock the buckets sharp as f*ck this shit'll cut ya dead
Sharper than katanas, I'm cuttin out all the drama
I'm cuttin up like a line up boy my barbers gifted

I'm steady planting seeds of knowledge boy my garden different
I harvest niggas, I'll end it cuz I started niggas
Can't bargain with it, my crops is different
I grow colors then paint pictures
Then crop em out Garden District nigga

Nah I ain't finished, I kill em until the weeds won't grow
I'm elevated, high as f*ck, nigga yo weed don't smoke
Lineage wealthy, ancient M's, boy my genes bespoke
That's one of one shit

We vibrate higher, yo controller on some dumb shit
I told you we ain't starvin nigga
This game ain't for sale so don't ask. Can't bargain witcha nigga
I'm watering the plants up in my garden district
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English

I'm beachside at the super dome
I ain't been back in a minute, baby the futures home
The world know the boy as Uncle Roy, getcha google on
Sleepin on a Nigga is criminal you gon snooze alone

Im up at the marina scuba diving with my Beullers on
Kicks cost a fortune, the wheels on the whip is super chrome
They askin how I'm floatin below sea level? The roof is gone
I'm swimmin with the sharks tell them fishes to move along

Watch me skate nigga, that golden glide in yo hoe eyes
A size 17 B nard, nigga that's no lie
Aviators with the night vision, I got 4 eyes
I'm slidin wit a limp when I'm dippin, equip the 4-5

I highkey vibe off of the lofi
That pinã colada pimpin lil shrimpin'll never get a cosign
Before the levee blew I took the yacht out for a ghost ride
I took ya bitch with me, drive the boat she almost died

The 9th ward resort, palm trees by the road signs
This shit all inclusive, excuses gon getchu no ride
My name all in her mouth like sensodyne with the fluoride
I slick talk lil mama for the record boy that's no jive

The best. Part of waking up
Is me up in ya guts, I'm diggin up in ya hoe spine
Or vertebrae
I'm the coldest Nigga that you heard today
Niggas nervous cuz this the shit they ain't have the nerve to say

Deal or no deal, I had to rest my case
Arrested development, the rest will develop in a space
Get rest and develop at nothing, we runnin a different pace
What's a foot to a mile, harassing niggas up in this race

Lost my mind in the future I been here be-fore
Baby I'm the bomb, got a pocket fulla C4's
Been had the vision, popz shoulda named me Seymour
No detours, don't ask me whore. Shit, now ya luck is dead

I ain't never listen momma used to call me bucket head
Now I rock the buckets sharp as f*ck this shit'll cut ya dead
Sharper than katanas, I'm cuttin out all the drama
I'm cuttin up like a line up boy my barbers gifted

I'm steady planting seeds of knowledge boy my garden different
I harvest niggas, I'll end it cuz I started niggas
Can't bargain with it, my crops is different
I grow colors then paint pictures
Then crop em out Garden District nigga

Nah I ain't finished, I kill em until the weeds won't grow
I'm elevated, high as f*ck, nigga yo weed don't smoke
Lineage wealthy, ancient M's, boy my genes bespoke
That's one of one shit

We vibrate higher, yo controller on some dumb shit
I told you we ain't starvin nigga
This game ain't for sale so don't ask. Can't bargain witcha nigga
I'm watering the plants up in my garden district
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Writer: Roy Handy
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Performed By: Old Orleans
Featuring: Abjo
Language: English
Written by: Roy Handy
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