metal attachments, how you want it, metal or plastic? Disrespect your fam, bastard, close your casket Then I give 'em a can of hold your ashes Visions of the killer for we rose
in a cauldron 'Cause it was all true, that's why we all through Now your girl's pickin' up the cell when I call you Talkin' slick like she ain't here
be like this, P L A Y at your own risk You better stop what you're doing like a breaker when he poses Break your ass like noses Better take the time to smell the roses
, oh boy All my potnas got loot too, yeah Hell yeah, we got loot too man, what you think? Said I'd rather ball with you You know we ballin?, rose gold
runnin cross the bedroom make ya body scream while i put this love on you (repeat] (slick'em] uhh slickem hound im so wild you aint heard im bout that night slicke
go, old triflin' bitch Straight take a hoe nigga, always out to lick And when shit is gettin' thick Out the door she split She straight slick But I'm slicker
sprung to da window, To scream, "YO! Keep it down!" When what to my Wanderin' eyes should appear, But da Don of all elfs, And eight friggin' reindeer! Wit' slicked
so sad Hair slicked back with raindrops From her walk outside It's good to be sad, sometimes No need to hide your doe eyes Light from the air Red as the rose
On a night like this You look up at your lover It's like you're in some old cartoon Then you detect The scent of faded roses Up in the sky There's that
I've been knockin' knockin' Knockin' at the door Open up and let me on in I wanna be more than friends Woo woo, woo woo woo Check you, Mr. Slick, who
not come in But I keep hoping though And I keep looking past The sun that sets above Saying to myself Goodnight America And I?m driving into Houston on a rain slicked
in my brain like that train in the fugitive I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name a rose
I whip the Harley I'm hardly seeing you playas you can't see me I'm a gangsta I supposed to be on TV, really And the rose gold bezzle show clearly V where
hit me with 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
12 nigga, 'till the world end [Verse 2 - Swifty:] A lotta niggas try to underestimate me 'till I come back with vengeance and slice their trachea Y'all
grow To a TV show cause the nigga said we all could go So I'm up and out of the ghetto, son of a gold miner City slicking, Carolinian standing out like
yellow, the green, 'causin' traffic stops Bitch, please, never freeze, gonna blast the glock Then I show all them to plead and breeze past the cops You talk slick
block stay hot You rally dirty war, nigga, I got it on lock From the Mac to the Meph to the Calliope Nigga in the bricks at night, fool, anything goes Rose