in the club on the furniture, f-ck do I care? tell the club owner here, Rose, Remy bottle please got a car load of bravado and nobody on than me I plan
I'm so glad you made time to see me How's life? Tell me, how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while You've been good, busier than ever We small
eats more pudd'n than old folks play bingo Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo What about Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose
eats more pudd'n Than old folks play bingo Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo What about Atlanta? [????] than Santa Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose
to change your attitude Uh no, oh, uh don't be cruel Hey yo' Kimmy what's up with this attitude I thought I was bein' real good to you I treat you sweet
(Scarface) Hotel, motel, deep up in a hoe's tail Pussy smellin sweeter than a half a key a dope smell Knock that top back, told her I'd be right back
home again They?ll be a house full of roses waiting there I buy her roses, sweet red roses Heaven knows that she deserves the very best I buy her roses, pretty roses
Bed of roses By bonnie hayes From the album "bette of roses" Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows And the still air is sweet with summer
I wished on the moon, for something I never knew I wished on the moon, for more than I ever knew A sweeter rose, a softer sky On April days that would
Yo Check this here There's nothin' that I'd rather do Than spend this time with you, alright So why don't we just chill? Make it coco sexy You know You
a sucker for love once, I ain't gon' do it no mo' do' So listen up bitches you hoes won't get a red cent or rose doe Faster than the flash of a photo
re hypnotic, so exotic The audience just sighs and melts away Encore, show us more Sweet Gipsy Rose-a Encore, they shout more Se magnifica Such a pretty face Than
2 - J. Glock] Yeahhhhh... No! Big, we're leavin' home with a bottle of rose Keep singin' and we invoice a Tanqueray Blue eyez, toned legs and smells sweet
poem the other day I hope you like it [Chorus] Roses are red, and violets are blue Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you Boogers are green
's darlin' but mine You're as sweet as the flowers of springtime You're as pure as the dew on the rose I'd rather be somebody's darlin' Than a poor girl
we've thought it all over mama we know that your spirit is there No no I can't forget the hours you're the only one mom and sweeter than the flowers
in waltz time my dear There must be a power much higher than I a writer of love songs way up in the sky The maker of roses of love sweet and true And
