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Rosseta stone (feat. Jaibae) Video (MV)




Performed By: LaaaMeek
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Laaa Meek




LaaaMeek - Rosseta stone (feat. Jaibae) Lyrics
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(Go go go go c'mere)
(Go go go go go c'mere)
(Go go go c'mere)
(Go go go c'mere)
I got two phones nigga and both them bitches on
I'm finna lean up like undertaker, and put yo ass on a tombstone
I waited my f*cking turn, now a young nigga in that zone
My momma know just how I get that's why she want me to stay home
I can't tell you how to feel, nigga can't tell you that you wrong
This shit written nigga I'm telling you this shit Rosetta stone
She know I get money she want me in her tummy
I can't go out like no f*cking goofy nor no dummy
We be out the way nigga, stacking up this pape nigga
Them niggas gone hate them niggas goofy they cant relate nigga
Creep up on a nigga doorstep, knock knock bang nigga
Don't ask me what's up in this cup I feel like Kirk cobain nigga
Kirk cobain man I'm feeling like big meech
Just hit the plug line and told that boy I want a P
You niggas be too tender always thinking with yall meat
My man know he got a raw bitch super freak that clean up neat
Ain't the type to do no begging you know I come with my own cheese
My pussy way too good to let you niggas f*ck for free
I don't wanna do no chatting this water park come with a fee
Y'all the type to kiss and tell go to jail and cop a plea
I'm the type to text a nigga then go ghost for bout some days (bye bye)
You better feel special if I even look yo way
I don't want you hoes place you better ask about j bae
Only time you even cute is once a year on yo birthday (aye)
Ouu get out the way bitch I'm feeling lit today
I love a street nigga no he ain't moving bout no eighth
I love a street nigga that'll swallow the whole plate
Pussy all that he eat he gotta in the house buffet
(Go) That nigga moving for a eighth
Yo broke ass nigga see me getting cho I know that nigga want my place
My bitches keep they hair done I cant even see they lace
Like bae you looking good today grab her waist gimme a taste
(Mm) Give you a taste I know yo bitch ain't gone like that
You blowing up his phone after I nut then he can write back
He eat me off the bone when he done I send him right back
That's my favorite munch I grab his head and say just like that
(Uhhnn) Just like that ouu she ain't gone like that
I make her touch her toes snatch her soul and send her right back
I usually trip about my clothes but you can keep my hat
Sike bitch you finna get the jacket to match
(ayee turn me up then meek)
(Meek in this bitch know what the f*ck going on got la j bae in this bitch)
(Go go go c'mere c'mere)
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(Go go go go c'mere)
(Go go go go go c'mere)
(Go go go c'mere)
(Go go go c'mere)
I got two phones nigga and both them bitches on
I'm finna lean up like undertaker, and put yo ass on a tombstone
I waited my f*cking turn, now a young nigga in that zone
My momma know just how I get that's why she want me to stay home
I can't tell you how to feel, nigga can't tell you that you wrong
This shit written nigga I'm telling you this shit Rosetta stone
She know I get money she want me in her tummy
I can't go out like no f*cking goofy nor no dummy
We be out the way nigga, stacking up this pape nigga
Them niggas gone hate them niggas goofy they cant relate nigga
Creep up on a nigga doorstep, knock knock bang nigga
Don't ask me what's up in this cup I feel like Kirk cobain nigga
Kirk cobain man I'm feeling like big meech
Just hit the plug line and told that boy I want a P
You niggas be too tender always thinking with yall meat
My man know he got a raw bitch super freak that clean up neat
Ain't the type to do no begging you know I come with my own cheese
My pussy way too good to let you niggas f*ck for free
I don't wanna do no chatting this water park come with a fee
Y'all the type to kiss and tell go to jail and cop a plea
I'm the type to text a nigga then go ghost for bout some days (bye bye)
You better feel special if I even look yo way
I don't want you hoes place you better ask about j bae
Only time you even cute is once a year on yo birthday (aye)
Ouu get out the way bitch I'm feeling lit today
I love a street nigga no he ain't moving bout no eighth
I love a street nigga that'll swallow the whole plate
Pussy all that he eat he gotta in the house buffet
(Go) That nigga moving for a eighth
Yo broke ass nigga see me getting cho I know that nigga want my place
My bitches keep they hair done I cant even see they lace
Like bae you looking good today grab her waist gimme a taste
(Mm) Give you a taste I know yo bitch ain't gone like that
You blowing up his phone after I nut then he can write back
He eat me off the bone when he done I send him right back
That's my favorite munch I grab his head and say just like that
(Uhhnn) Just like that ouu she ain't gone like that
I make her touch her toes snatch her soul and send her right back
I usually trip about my clothes but you can keep my hat
Sike bitch you finna get the jacket to match
(ayee turn me up then meek)
(Meek in this bitch know what the f*ck going on got la j bae in this bitch)
(Go go go c'mere c'mere)
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Writer: Laaa Meek
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