Smoke DZA - Tropicana Roses lyrics

[Verse 1:] f** b**hes, get money Rainy days fly somewhere where it's sunny [?] I'm feeling lovely Might blow a O, sip on some bubbly Bring the tropicana, make mimosas Make sure the promoter get the bottles with the roses, perrie Lots of perrie now we emotional Anyway i'm gon levitate now i'm gon roll this, roll this Everywhere I go i'm loaded You know it's [?] Drop a n***a snap a picture Front on your foes make them f** n***as bitter Cause real n***as re-up and get more cheddar Everywhere I be at I be faded Pockets fulla paper Fill my ora now I made it, made Bring the tropicana, make mimosas Make sure the promoter get the bottles with the roses [Chorus:] f** b**hes, get money[x3] Smiling cause i'm hot but ain't a damn thang funny [Verse 2:] f** b**hes, get money No occasion do Philipe jus cause i'm hungry She [?], she acting funky I'm tryna slide though, she got the donkey Throw the bottle back like i'm stone cold Posted on the block like i'm Marlo Ten bands and on my cargos Still gon f** all hoes You talkin money, them n***as broke Tryin to get this pack, i'm just making sure You could call me cush god but my checks say pompeii Don't mess up the feng shui Gon smoke it on the Bombay Cartoon for the hoes too n***a f** aroun and get laid Give him a threesome, make his day now Why don't you roll another J Everywhere I be at I be faded Pockets fulla paper Fill my ora now I made it, made Bring the tropicana, make mimosas Make sure the promoter get the bottles with the roses [Chorus]