Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carmouflage Rose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Graham Herrington
Composer
James Angus
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Angus
Producer
Barry Grint
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Black boy and you high-hopin'
Big boy with the big coins
Biddy-boy with a big body
Makin' air money like we outta sight
Fuckin' naughty, I got hella hubbies
And I roll with zombies
Single mommies, where you at? Yeah
Takin' bullies out the back (Yeah)
Man I drop bombs, ring the alarms
Bars like Songz, mans like this
Just like Vince, sippin' on bubbly
Sippin' on bubbly, sippin' on bubbly
[Verse 2]
I said, cocaine caddy on the floor
Where's your man? You let him know
That the baddest motherfuckers in the club, yeah wagwan
[Verse 3]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body girl
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Drink it down until you get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(She wanna ride with Sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(She wanna ride with Sir Rose)
[Verse 4]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body go
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Feel it get naughty, feel it get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
[Verse 5]
Yeah, for the taste of it all, yeah she losin' it all
Butt naked in the pool, she tryna swim with the sharks
Fireworks, sparks, we shine bright in the dark
Gonna ride up, like I'm gonna need a wife for the night
While I pass through all the guys in the club
Wagwan, ruffie two didn't come
But I see champagne for the B plain Jane
And we peel wrist bands, where I be, I go drain on this beat
I'm 2 Chainz, 'cause your things got blamed
Look at me, I got girls overseas to the flight
Then for me, P.I.M.P. heresy, full of Hennessy, go
[Verse 6]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body go
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Feel it get naughty, feel it get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
[Verse 7]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body go
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Feel it get naughty, feel it get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
[Verse 8]
When the sun goes down, she knows she's mine
Floating on the pole, she come alive
Baby, don't be shy, don't be afraid
Come on, come on, come on
When the sun goes down, she knows she's mine
Floating on the pole, she come alive
Baby, don't be shy, don't be afraid
Come on, come on, come on
[Verse 9]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body go
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Feel it get naughty, feel it get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
[Verse 10]
Feelin' your body, feelin' your body go
(Yo, from the taste of it all)
Feel it get naughty, feel it get out of control
(Yo, for the thrill of it all)
All night girl, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
All night yeah, oh, oh, oh
(Heat when I ride with sir Rose)
Written by: Graham Herrington, James Angus