... got ... stockbrokers that's movin' it like white tops I know you like fuck, this is child abuse call diapers, I might just be gettin' nicer them
Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high Though my eyes could
daughters in all their glory, it's gonna shape them And when they clash and come together, and start rising Just drink the water where you came from, where you came from You're the rose
to (be) Costa Nostra, don't ever approach him Don't get close to him Shootouts and nothin but rock n roll to him Leave your blood on the dash, call it rose
I aint even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat At them shows while you performed
now get tha dough That Gucci gon fit cha like you posed to be in pictures I got computer love baby Wayne a change ya image You need Wizzy them other boys
the fool says aaron nevelle bu i just play to win holler back like heavy metal. smellin like pedals from a rose so they hoes. my breads buildin bagels and legos when i rose
the change So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin his roll on I'm on the side with that bling And outside, got them thangs Them Phantoms out there
most wonderful woman I just built her a new house, she ain't runnin from nothin B and Slim, them niggas still love me like they own child Ms. Rose nerves
color vanilla and cherry Andretti-O Pirelli make a movie out the getty where my ring and my confetti Im Kobe Bryant ready pink Rose and chronic smelly
the pros See I could put you in all them clothes Your neck, wrist, ears, hands, all that froze He could never ever put you in a rose But anything goes
they screwin up they face? Why they lookin a hot mess? Why they be like no they didn't Them bitches is always shittin My clock be tick tick tick tickin Them
rest it lies so close With my long lost love under the black rose You told I had the eyes of a wolf Search them and find the beauty of the beast All
, tell me why The world is waiting here for you, you, you Can't you see them anymore The world is waiting there for you, you, you Can't you see them anymore
in This what you coulda been Every city foot scene gets scrilla with em kid shortchange the dealer the game be gorilla ain't nothing illa aka 800 toll free aside I rose
the top of the range Clubs about to close Follow me to my crib, come without your clothes Most girls are happy with a rose She rather have bottles of rose
money just like LO Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: The Game] You see that cherry-red Phantom on them big ass wheels See I be playing with them cars I'm like a
hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice And nothings smelling like a rose But