Sally go 'round the roses Sally go 'round the roses The roses they can't hurt you I know the roses they can't hurt you Sally don't you go, don't you
Intro: La Oh La Oh La Oh Verse 1 Lonely people on the street watch the women that you meet kitchen's hot, can't stand the heat words they chew are
Verse1 I burned for you broke bread with you I even gave you all my loot At home for you no calls from you I feel like you done worked a root I took
Verse 1 You can play me close if you want get up on me tell me how you feel kiss my lips and dig me deeper I'm fo real I'm fo real You could kiss the
Verse 1 She's tired again no time for baby when Her 9 to 5 is how they survive When Daddy's gone and then I'm lost again I'm lost again Knowing I can
Verse 1 Him put a wind in my waist Understand Him put a smile on my face Yeah that's my man But what ever the state We're hand in hand And for him I
Verse 1 You said you needed lots of space So I moved my things from your place and why you got that look on your face Do you miss? Do you miss? Do you
Verse 1 Hey do you remember me? I'm the girl you loved and layed just sometime last week Yeah not so long ago but hey I was hoping boy I was hoping
(feat. Dres tha Beatnik) Verse 1 Wish I may Wish I might Have these dreams that I wish tonight Don't blame me for my appetite Just fill me with the
Verse 1 Why can?t we stop this fighting? Why can?t you see like I can see? The wave of love is rising the tide is purifying me My body sees your body
1st Verse: Before the dawning of your morning sun I bow down before you for you are the one Even at noon day to mid afternoon Evening's arrival you
mirror, yeah She's cryin', you can't hear her Now the rose is still a rose She wears a flower, tryin' to forget about you ?Cause a rose is still a rose
] Young Buck, dumb fuck Two Gunz up, ride or die 'til the sun's up Gangsta and a gentleman, dawg I got class, I'ma send a bunch a roses to your men in
up your eyes Then comes pancake factor number one Eyeliner rose hips and lips gloss are such fun You're a slick little girl, you're a slick little girl
Speaking from the trenches to the pits Spoke for all of mankind, when he said Take the porsche, take the kids Take the stocks, baby, take the rugs Take those roses
the yellow, the green, causin' traffic stops Bitch please, never freeze, gonna blast the glock Then I show a little cleave' and breeze past the cops You talk slick
my best Come on hit me with my best Verse 2 [Swifty]: A lotta nig*as try to underestimate me 'till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea
niggaz let it clap Half these niggaz ride out, Harlem niggaz keep it real Bronx got a shorty there, that's my little hideout {?}, Rose, Donnie cake, souflee