Lyrics:
Uh-huh, we'll see, spend a little time with me
By the time I make my move you be sayin' finally
(ain't no moves to be made) too many games get played
No limits
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Frankie Free baby
It's your boy TnJ aka The Gem King
Anytime I waka pass na so you dem go dey look me
Some of them
on that Stevie Wonder now it's Frankie Beverly
I done seen days go crazy, time fly by
Maybe it was yesterday or maybe sixty-five
Peace then war, sworn
Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw
We get ignorant in
bro we was robbing
We ain't had shit in our pockets
Lookin' like Batman and Robin
Pull up all black, when we was scheming
Lil poke by me when a nigga
Monroe
Yes, well I had a Mercedes just like his
I think it's beige and brown or, or was it the other one
The one that we take into town
Yes, sir,
It's a necessity for me
I'm the number one seed
Cause after all the pain
Is it love that I'll receive?
A rose is just a rose
You were ripping off my
talking about gangster shit, we already know you ain't a shooter
They know I'm toting a gun (yeah I'm toting a gun)
Run up on me you gonna lose it (bang)
I
You are my ten thousand roses and I let you go
Before I make the same mistake just hold me in your arms
We belong you know it in your heart
Look where
us to make it
Everything that we possess
We had to fight and take it
I think the president is smokin' weed, bumpin' this beat
Makin' a livin' out
Rose. She soon forgot about the fear of the beast.
It truly is a large castle. I wonder how high it is? Let me search the third floor today.
The castle
love in, release
Control ( of love)
Have you been kissed by?
Have you been kissed by?
Waiting on my kiss
By my golden rose
Hey love, I think its time
We
people's got it and this people's spreadin' it around!
You either have it
Or you've had it!
Hello, everybody! My name is Rose! What's yours?
How do
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
by me, one more time again
And explain it nice and slow for your dim witted friend
Frankie said relax. But I just couldn't do it
I stabbed them in
wrong
If you take a song
Sung by Frankie Boy or Mr. C
Put 'em in a box
Tie it with a ribbon
Throw 'em in the deep blue sea
Not for me, all that stuff
Not
tacky, jeans made by Acne
Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis
It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas
Felt bad I never finished college
Now we fuckin'
work, you stayin' home today
We gon' keep on goin' 'til our bones both break
It's the grown folk way
Heart to my dying light, bullet to your rose
can put your feet up, be my senorita
We ain't gotta rush just take it slow
You'll be in the high life
Soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want is
You can put your feet up, be my senorita
We ain't gotta rush just take it slow
You'll be in the high life
Soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want
farm, you know
Don't be alarmed if it's about the animal farm
The place where you're hanging out
Take me by the arm
Let me straighten you out
Everybody,
you brought me roses
You can keep your roses
And truth is
Even at your worst I see the best in you
It's hard to call it quits with all that we've been
with some
Red roses, red roses got you red roses
Red roses, red roses got you red roses
For bad moments, sad moments moving past from it
Red roses, red
like I'm playing Monopoly
Question mark, Ima keep them niggas guessin'
Run it up, had to learn from many lessons
Wildboy caked up, pockets like
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