[Instrumental]
[Pharrell] Skateboard P make your face fall off Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok) n-ggas come through and make your face fall off what
Way down upon Sycamore Slough White man sings the blues Selling roses of paper mache And flecks of starlight dew Swiped a bunch and threw them your way
take me home From the high road to the low So many roads I know So many roads, so many roads From the land of the midnight sun Where the ice blue roses
they come for you? Well, I'ma tell ya right now what we gon' do Scream M-O-G and start blasting Nigga never did like them boyz in blue No regards for
Jealous hearts are wild, oh so wild Like a raging storm Jealous hearts are blue, oh so blue When all the dreams are gone Maybe we were born to lick honey
fall wherever you go If my heart was a house, you'd be home It makes me smile because you said it best I would clearly feel blessed If the sun rose
You'll Be Comin' Down White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through Jacket you
aren't carefully chosen they've bloomed from the love that once grew There's mem'ries as sweet as the roses and sad as the violets of blue But the lingering
Benz Expedition on chrome partner With 20 inch rims A hummer and a rose royce I got a candy helicopter in the lake front nigga I'm a ball till I fall
fall Send me no roses please no more roses Roses are red I know but through my tears they look blue Send me no roses please no more roses Your roses can
better yourself" So what I do? I take heed and pick up the pace Can't explain it when I pick up my son and look at my face I'm like a black rose growin
all about it Hey, good looker Hey, good looker I could fall all night over you Hey, good looker Hey, good looker Roses are red, violets are blue
the wasteland made up of heartless soldiers If you really bold enough, shot it And I might blow up, rippin' apart they shoulders Go on, but the darkness rosed
sad Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose It makes me sad Love can't be had for a cactus and a rose Sometimes falling makes more sense Than sitting
to take How dark this bit of light so late That falls across your breast How dark this bit of light so late That falls across your breast All blues
the senses That linger in the fireball heat Roses are red, violets are blue And time is beginning to crawl I just might have to come see you Where teardrops fall
In a police car I feel so very small I see my lover's face and I watch her teardrops fall and I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the tracks well