Lyrics:
O's
Cuz they cloths was clean to the T
And now you lookin like what the fuck is going on
Cuz I'm working mighty strong
Like I'm Jordan in paints I'm
these guns?
Or give me my roses
All of this shit I got on coulda' bought a mercedes
I don't even care what you think I get dressed for the ladies
Ain't
dialed
Weed is lookin vile
Bad vibes
They get exiled
Seen though the rose window
Comin' with the gold akimbo
Watches on wrist
You smell cannabis
Every
Baby fancy lookin right, she like 5'2
Weed and hen, ain't no tellin what we bout to do
Take my bougie bitch to tips, you can have it all
And my
mgbahari..
If I no get Jesus ehhh..men..them go tell me get away..
Don't you know id fall I say..
Hook: I Rose...I Rose...i Rose...I Rose...
I Rose
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BOOM!! bitch what's happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Verse One - Trick Daddy]
Half step pussy ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I
to a stranger and he asked him with a grin
"Could you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins?"
Then he moved into the corner face down like the Jack
keep it pouring
Money is the topic ain't no
Option nigga I'm involved
Racks all in my pocket nigga I'm
A show you how to ball
I'm spending so whats
got a woman
She might make you forget yours
There's a 5 letter word
To describe her character
But her brains being washed by an actor
And every
flowers
There's one single stem red rose
It stood out from the rest the fairest of them all
It made me think of what you asked me
Can you call a rose by
Good lookin' out, little homie
Glad that you showed me
Just what he was all about
Good lookin' out, little shorty
Guess she wasn't for me
Glad
Canes while I'm watchin' Raising Kanan
And Rose ain't never been heartbroken by a broke bitch
I'm on some Alexander Wang shit, you on some Coach shit
I’ma bake
Slow down
We could take a break
Link up back in 20 min
Then I sit you on my face
I’ll tell you how it taste
Tell me what’s the issue
Cause I’m
a lotta
I really stab you with a knife, got a needle on Me like a tweaker on I-5
And it's money or your life, dodging bullets by My head, lucky me I'm still
hit the shade club or drink much
But today I got my pay stubs, I'm laced up
Let me show you what the face does, a drink does
Saw you movin' from
what dope is (Uh)
Leaving you hopeless, frozen
Dozing in your grave with a dozen roses (Yeah, yeah)
As the end slowly approaches
Wonderin' if anyone'll
and the linsey - oh
You did not treat us then so fine
Down by the Greewood side - oh
Now bonny boys come tell to me
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
What
night and I keep it on replay
Fresh roses delivered on V-day
Imma do it all
Need someone you know who to call
I seen you from across the room
You lookin
in
Try to catch a vibe, baby, you rushin
Do what I gotta do, ain't no discussing
Just lookin' for to bust, I'm just praying
on my great escape
I been
givin' a damn
So catch up with ya boy if ya can
[Chorus:]
I'm runnin from my past
What's done I can't redo
I'm just lookin' in my rear view
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
see what saying
Im one in the chamber
Like i Jessied James
Say ma you lookin fly
Sugar sweet like cane
I aint never been no pimp
But they say im
you can overcome the hardships
Things are lookin better got toilet rolls at Target
(Wait, what did you just say)
Got toilet rolls at Target
Things are
(You're, so, se-xy) So sexy
(Per-fect, for, me) And this is for
My ladies that be steady sippin' Cris'
Always lookin' nice, put some ice on they belly
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