Listen to Breakfast in Dresses (feat. Manolo Rose) by Audrey Rose

Breakfast in Dresses (feat. Manolo Rose)

Audrey Rose

R&B/Soul

169 Shazams

Lyrics

Too many shots you wasn't ready And the night is just beginning Like when niggas can't hang with me We keep turn it up, club lit as fuck Now just let that 808 drop Bottle service, that's a given Sparks they flying, all through our section In our zone, so yeah we're felxin' Why y'all over there just standing, pretending Every night my girls we do this A couple baddies and come cuties No hating in my clip, zero fucks We don't give none, let them bubbles hit them lips Sippin' champagne in my breakfast And we're still in our party dresses Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here My body covered all in gold player No feeling around here, I'm so cold player The only change you'll see is my necklace Can't cuff me, yeah I said it So click with it, sick with it Straight up OJ, no sippin' it Follow me close you still ain't gettin' it No hating in my clip, zero fucks We don't give none, let them bubbles hit them lips Sippin' champagne in my breakfast And we're still in our party dresses Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here Sippin' champagne in my breakfast And we're still in our party dresses 10am on the wake up First of cinema, get her cake up No filter, ass flat, she don't know hot to be a faker I described her look on the wake up Let em paint you a picture of her nightlife Dior dress fit like a glove, and the shoes like she stepped in blood The sparkers they come to her section, niggas coming from different direction Hoping she give you a drink, nigga you thirsty (she flexin) I just painted the picture of her nightlife Let me describe you my niggas what my night like Mister and Missis Rose, no problem when she wanna sleep Slik sheets meeting in my bedroom, y'ain't what she tryna freak I just painted the picture of a bad bitch, y'ain the one I'm tryna keep, my God Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here Cake up, laced up, no fakers around here My ladies taste it My fellas taste it My homies taste it My ladies taste it My fellas taste it My homies taste it
Writer(s): Brian Garcia, Audrey Rose Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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