Lyrics:
to show them niggas I'm serious
And it's like every song I'm on, I be callin' my spirits
I put my Hublot on rocks
I put Moscato on rocks
Where I'm
Harry Potter scars
Now we setting the bar
Open a bottle have some Moscato
I'm with Shadow in Colorado
The Rockies will fall undoubtedly
Avalanches
a hell of a good time
Not Moscato, but the good wine
I'm goin' to work when she say that that pussy don't squirt
Made it squirt, but it took time
I
Sip hennessy and moscato, I ain't even
Gon lie tho, that's word to my nigga
Quado, rest in peace my nigga quado
They call you bro when they need you
the cemetery reeking, uh
Now I'm sipping on some peach fizz
Hit that MYX Moscato like I'm Nicki on a meeting
You niggas soft like some peach fuzz
Fuzzy like
A footnote will do
We ate at a restaurant, the hosts said we're cute
They think we're a couple, they bought us some booze
We shared the Moscato
fly though
Y'all niggas be whining, I should call you Moscato
Look down at the floorboard
It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my
(yeah)
Heart of a lion, body of a boxer
Mind of a criminal who just got out the box
Quality sixteen, dopamine flow
Bottle pop rap pills and moscato, uh
So
a minute till you (ah, hey!)
It's Myx Moscato
It's frizz in a bottle
It's Nicki full throttle, it's oh, oh
Swimming in the grotto
We winning in
yeah)
I keep it real you know, I can never lie
But baby I got lot of bitches on the yacht
Oh baby they be on, top off and sippin' Moscato
Pretty
to chose to follow
Never gasp I don't feel I'm
So special I'm no Mavado green as avocado
These light weighted rappers get
Faded off of Moscato
Mix it with
a bit taller (six-three)
Bar spitter but I get my kids swallowed
Cougars wanna fuck me 'cause I'm who they kids follow (facts)
Sippin' Moscato
to lie
You know I let them fly
Like Puerto Rican Johnny
My bitch is Tahoe
This whip came equipped with Moscato
My driver be drivin' me around
Gunner
the hate?" I don't give a fuck, I don't care
Yeah, bitch, pass me the bottle, pull up in new auto
I'm sittin' real pretty, I'm sippin' Moscato
I call up
apocalyptic
Then we lost Biggie, that was horrific
And losin' Aaliyah was unrealistic
But what if we still had our left eye, Slick Rick
Sippin' Moscato with
with the clippers, like C. Paul
That was sorrow to the children of tomorrow
Another pill swallowed and a bottle of Moscato
Shots follow like a train,
Guess I am a role model
They say I ball with Sway, so I'm like a
Mistress got me taking Colorado trips
Syrah for the pink and Moscato for my bitch
Welcome
in a hurry
Screamin', "La-di-da-di-da-di, all I wanna do is party"
Drinkin' bottles of Moscato, takin' pictures with the models
Stayin' up until
of Moscato on the counter
I don't know a lot about a lot, but I do know one thing
That I can't love you any more
I can't love you any more
I can't love
to pretend
I bought a bottle of Moscato
You'll be drunk until tomorrow
Girl, I know you're broken-hearted
Rip it out and we'll restart it
I got you
a Coke
Just like a model
He gon' drink my shit straight out the bottle
Bougie ho, I can't sip on Moscato
So much money, I walk with a waddle
If you
one more time)
I ain't even try to
You wanna Glo up, baby, Keef got you
You's a gold bottle, these hoes pink Moscato
Baby, I'm the owner, you can be
her hair
She get out of body, she ain't on moscato
Told her hop on top and ride me like a Tahoe (ride me like Tahoe)
She shaped like a bottle, look
in this it's
Oh, my God
And my legs feeling weak, seeing double
Can't tell if it's the sex or Moscato
But I must say I'm impressed, kudos
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