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The Damned New Rose

Перевод: Проклятые. New Rose.

I guess these things have got to be I gotta new rose I got her good Guess I knew that I always would I can't stop to mess around I got a brand new rose

they sugar walls Aw naw! getting to the nappy root Knocking boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose

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

active Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive Back when let me not reflect on the old sh-t I'm on to the new act, on to my new script

call, I'm the one who used to move yay' Now I gotta new Audemar with a blue face Hoppin' up in G4 jet no suitcase Whole new wardrobe in a new place

burst regardless of size or status stuff em in that long hearse I think I?m Malcolm X, Huey Newton Marcus Garvey, I?m surrounded by my army damn damn,

over, till one of us sees that crossroads But damn, Carmern comes right back, comes right back Same old niggaz shot dead over six eight and craps, damn

those pants Pop champagne Ain't a damn thing change Spray it in the air Make it champagne rain, ha Buckets of ice Keep the champagne cool, cool Mommy got a body See that damn