Drake - Pop Rose lyrics

[Intro: Drake] I can buy it all out But this the only sh** that I sip though So tell 'em bring the waitress And I won't even ask what it is, no Just send it to the bar like (like) Send it to the bar like (like) Send it to the bar like (like) Like them n***as over there wanna... [Hook: Drake] Pop Rose' (Hey... ay ay) Pop Rose' (Hey... ay ay) Pop Rose' (Hey... ay ay) Pop Rose' [Verse 1: Drake] Uh... They say you get paid when you think ahead Valentine's Day girl, all you see is pink and red [Trey Songz:] Eeeyup! [Verse 1: Drake] And everything is on me Rose' spade, to the '96 Don P Hang around us, and I bet you Will get to stunt on whoever ya sittin' next to You put 'em all on, and watch 'em run with it And then wait for whatever's next when I'm done with it And n***as show hate, period It's like they all pregnant, they late, period Yeah... and sh**'s all good The deal got signed and my split's all good And some people pretendin' that it's all good Say that sh** in person man I wish ya'll would Yeah I told you I partied with Azuka I'll let them other n***as Grey Goose ya, Cause we about to... [Trey Songz:] Eeeyup! [Hook: Trey Songz] Pop Rose' Pop Rose' (Ooooh!) Pop Rose' (Ooooh!) Pop Rose' [Verse 2: Trey Songz] If your beat gets released then I'm a take it If your girl is a freak, then I'm her favorite Got my partner with me, this is a replacement Who do it like I do? You tellin' a lie fool Leave the beat dead, all read like Piru Been around the world, all girls like fly dudes You a herb, get on her nerves like flies do You need more girls, go call my manager Two, three, four more, sure, we can handle ya Gimme e'rythang I want, don't mess my order up And her a** on point so my homie brought her up Ma pa**ed me the blunt, then I told her pour it up In a flash we was gone, and you know I tore it up Breast, a**, silicone, s** hot as Florida South Beach, mouthpiece could swallow a Porterhouse Yup, it get nasty, then I get gully Grab the coochie, then the Gucci skully A whole pack of rubbers, then I burned rubber You cuddle undercovers, tellin' her you love her When it come to verses, swear that I'm perfect Murder in the first it's chllin in the hearses Worthless, singing off key on purpose We gon' pop, f** urban (Ooooh!) [Trey Songz:] Eeeyup! [Hook: Trey Songz] Pop Rose' (Ooooh!) Pop Rose' (Fa Sho... Ooooh!) Pop Rose' (Fa Sho... Ooooh!) Pop Rose' [Trey Songz:] Eeeyup! [Bridge: Drake] Are you drunk? I'm faded too When you get money they just hate on you But, f** them, there's all these ladies in my view So I buy out baby [Trey Songz:] Eeeyup! [Drake:] Buy out baby Buy out baby Buy out baby...