A lot of women from conversation could fall in love
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind
Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic
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