the talent blind say In the club buying roses like its valentines day bitch They find them niggas in a meat locker soon Have their mommas crying like
like 4th quarter with Elway Or the Nuggets that make them yell Ehhhh In Pheonix I do the old Suns Cause the new jerseys is cool, But nothings really like
all No way, no how, shit I know that Almost as much as I know OJ will blow trial I be in the club, Rose', no smiles Few pretty chicks like OK can we
& Red Cafe] [Chorus: Tyga] My birthday girls, big booty girls I like girls, that like other girls I like girls, that like other girls I like girls
legend, Will Smith All I'm missin' is a bitch like Jaya, Bonnie and Clyde shit Hit the fence like later, Syonara Or we the dirt shit black rose phantom
your average rapper You drinking all the Goose then bitch I ain't finna pay You don't look like your Twitter avatar anyway Bitch you look like an Avatar
s that thuggish-ruggish (It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...) [Lay] And the whole world love it, we gon' give it to 'em like, like! [Hook - 2X
if niggas str8 balling up outta control Just as those hoes nigga rose On ah mission tryin' ta get that dough Separated mine through prose, Open and close just like
my year this ain't my week this ain't my day [x2] Embraced my red letter day And then the mail didn't run I stopped to smell a rose But ate shit and
wisdom under grandpa's old hat Is it just too old fashioned is it just too antique Is the question too strong or the answer too weak Are the roses too red
told, she was a little girl In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field And there were rows of ripe tomatoes Where a secret was concealed And it rose like thunder
gave away The sea rose towards the sun I opened up my heart to you It got all damaged and undone My ship Liberty sailed away On a bloody red horizon The
: White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornings and nothing but grey skies A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through Jacket you bought me gone daisy
m tired of waitin? for tomorrow to come Or that train to come roarin? ?round the bend I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose And a woman I can
get things going In your heart you must trust Now you were the Red Sea I was Moses I kissed you and slipped into a bed of roses The waters parted and