Pretty Girls and Gold Roses

I- like pretty girls, they like gold rose Rose gold on her wrist, iced out Her hearts frozen Had me under a spell Feeling like I drank a potion The way she moves They call that poetry in motion I like pretty girls, they like gold rose Rose gold on her wrist, iced out Her hearts frozen Had me under a spell Feeling like I drank a potion The way she moves They call that poetry in motion She act dumb, but good head on her shoulders Head game so good it might send me under Skipping class, ain't going to her lectures The mileage low on brand her new bought benz truck Hey girl you know I'm so proud of you Might just fuck around and try and go grab a star for you Pretty girls doing lines in the bathroom Check her pulse before she sends herself to the moon I like pretty girls, they like gold rose Rose gold on her wrist, iced out Her hearts frozen Had me under a spell Feeling like I drank a potion The way she moves They call that poetry in motion Tiffany, Cartier, that's the things that she likes When I'm sober feelings show, so baby we drinking tonight Waking up and fucking Can't be stressing over nothing Should I be alone or with you tonight? Waking up and fucking Can't be stressing over nothing Me and is a topic that I'm not discussing What can you do for me these others girls won't do For 6 figure cheque and a top floor view I like pretty girls, they like gold rose Rose gold on her wrist, iced out Her hearts frozen Had me under a spell Feeling like I drank a potion The way she moves They call that poetry in motion