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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MELON
Performer
Rezidential
Programming
Dance Fruits Music
Performer
Ali Jamieson
Programming
Hal Ritson
Programming
Richard Adlam
Programming
James Anderson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SAINt JHN
Songwriter
f a l l e n
Songwriter
Wayne Coyne
Songwriter
Steven Drozd
Songwriter
Carlos St. John Phillips
Composer
Michael Ivins
Songwriter
Lee Stashenko
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MELON
Producer
Rezidential
Producer
Dance Fruits Music
Compilation Producer
Lyrics
Roses
I walked in the corner with the body screaming dolo
Never sold a bag but look like Pablo in a photo
This gon' make 'em feel the way like Tony killed Manolo
You already know though, you already know though
I walk in the corner with the money, on my finger
She might get it popping, I might wife her for the winter
I already know, already know, **** roses
All I need is roses
Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on
Can't handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life don't last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a **** raw, this who you wanna be
I might pull up flexing on these **** like aerobics
I might tell her girl you cute but balling
That shit gorgeous
Standing on the table, Rosé, Rosé, fuck the waters
You know who the God is
Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on
Can't handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life don't last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a **** raw, this who you wanna be
I might bring them Brooklyn **** out, oh Lord it's overs
I might bring them strippers out and tell 'em do it pole-less
You already know, already know, **** roses
Kill 'em, make it
Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on
Can't handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life don't last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a **** raw, this who you wanna be
I might pull up flexing on these **** like aerobics
I might tell her girl you cute but balling
That shit gorgeous
Standing on the table, Rosé, Rosé, fuck the waters
You know who the God is
Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on
You know how I get too lit when I turn it on
Can't handle my behavior when I turn it on
Too fast, never ask, if the life don't last
Done been through it all
Fuck with a **** raw, this who you wanna be
I might bring them Brooklyn **** out, oh Lord it's overs
I might bring them strippers out and tell 'em do it pole-less
You already know, already know, **** roses
Kill 'em, make it
Turn up baby, turn up, when I turn it on
Written by: Carlos St. John, Lee Stashenko, Michael Ivins, Steven Drozd, Wayne Coyne