Lay me down on a bed of roses Sink me in the river at dawn Send me away with the words of a love song The ballad of a dove Go with peace and love Gather up
me six feet under while your roses died I came alive You better leave the town I'm coming for you Call the Tommy up and tell him come help you out I'
come get her turn her to a d-ck monster, nut muncher sperm cum dumpster, left amongst her bitches in the past, pretty titties, plenty ass they just drink up
Sometimes in the morning When I wake up I shed a tear I'm hopin' come the night time You'll open the door and reappear I can promise to share All my
smiles, she smiles Maybe I'd fight it if I could, maybe I'd fight it if I could It hurts so bad but feels so good She opens up just like a rose to me
rider, a ghetto survivor And all the above All the above (x7) Verse 1 [Maino]: Listen Really what do you see When you looking at me? See me come up
, we gettin' money Bank roll super-sized, whether rain, sleet, sunny Let the good times roll and the bottle keep coming My section in the club, Remy, Rose
life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses More guns then roses
fact Hold up, I'm just warmin' up, gimme a second to get it back Young Chris, Neek, what? Oschino and Sparks Next summer's yo' summer, tear this motherfucker up
a pump if she denied data, 'Cause I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter, I make my girl come first then I arrive later, I shake you pussies up, I'm a
of Rose Exotic red bottoms, whole body glittered in gold Following fundamentals and following in a rental I love a nasty girl who swallows what's on the menu Now money triple up
it Come on, come on, come on You got to strut Bienvenidos, esto es mi sueno (Come on, come on, get up) Siganme y descubran mi Barcelona (Strut, come
paper 'bout? Throw them G's up Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up New plates on it, hold them keys up We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's
shake it in them jeans Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up, Bottoms up
to pick you up again Shaded by a tree, can't live up to a rose All you ever wanted was a silent place to grow Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
pain Just smile back Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming
like Goliath and black like Michelin All hands dash dem up! Di Kardi on a mission an we... [Hook] Bad like we bad like we bad-eh Buss up di place Brooklyn
, na Yeah, na, na, na, na Now me, I'm the life of the party A little bit of juice, little bit of the gin A little bit of Moet, bottles of the Rose Feel