Lyrics:
makes martyrs all the time
Don't forget what love feels like
Clip our wings, oh, they can try
But a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
And a rose is
Lil Pump, D Rose
100 on my wrist, Lil Pump, 80 on my wrist
D Rose, D Rose
Ey, ey
100 on my wrist, 80 on my wrist, what
100 on my wrist, 80
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
A rose
Kickin' shit like it's FIFA, ballin' like Derek Jeter
Smoking weed like it's legal, and we don't order tequila
Ten bottles of Rosé
Ten bottles
And I rose and I rose and rose and now I know
Dared me to start to dream and now look inside it
And I rose and I rose and I rose and now I know
They
Molly Rose, Molly Rose
Molly Rose, Molly Rose
Oh, nobody knows
Molly Rose, Molly Rose
Molly Rose, Molly Rose
Molly Rose, Molly Rose
Oh, nobody knows
Ooh, never thought I would be without you
I wish you love, I wish you well
I wish you roses while you can still smell 'em
With pretty flowers can
own
So what do I care
And what do you care if I grow?
If I grow
Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses
(Roses, roses, roses, roses, roses)
Show no
Flowers are regarded as marvelous creation of nature
That is how the Nature speak to us
but sometimes dont go as planned
black roses black roses
Rose, Rose tous les jours elle arrose
Rose, Rose l'amour à l'eau de rose
Rose, Rose elle rêve en cellulose
Rose, Rose à l'odeur d'autre chose
Rose
me anywhere
My poor worried heart was almost certain
That this love affair would never be
Then I sent a dozen yellow roses and
From that moment,
fucked up
I'm just trynna get that gold man
Fuck up
Fuck that shit man
Get that mf gold man
Rose gold
Rose gold
Suffer, grow
Suffer, go
Late night rose
much better
Than the rest of them
Out of all the others
You were the honest man
He loved guns and roses
Guns and roses
He loved guns and roses
Sweet angel from above
You are my happiness
I love you
My little darling
Little rose of Melbourne
Little rose little rose little rose
Little rose
the southern hemisphere (Hot) you know
And I have struggled with what to wear
To what to eat, pussy not me I'm from the
Streets with guns and roses love
He rose He rose He rose I still got blood on my clothes
Cliquin' with God so I pose yeah I still stunt on my foes
Yeah I still stunt on my foes
He rose He rose He rose I still got blood on my clothes
Cliquin' with God so I pose yea I still stunt on my foes
Yea I still stunt on my foes aye
Drink me up Champagne Rosé (oh, Huncho did it?)
It's my game (M-M-M-Murda)
Please fill my cup Champagne Rosé (yeah)
It's my name
Please drink me
Roses Roses I love you
Roses Roses 我爱你
Roses Roses I love you
玫瑰 玫瑰 我爱你
Roses Roses I love you
Roses Roses 我爱你
Roses Roses I love you
玫瑰 玫瑰 我爱你
The roses red, the violets blue
Who gon run it when I'm through
Who gon lead the youth
Who gon take all these boys to school
Obiara ni hɔ
Nobody can
meu disse que em samba
Canta-se melhor flor e mulher
Eu que tenho rosas como tema
Canto no compasso que quiser
Roses, roses, roses
I thank of the roses
odi perché prendo il volo
Chiedo amore ma tu mi dai odio
Odio il respiro, con il veleno muoio
Rose nere, rose nere
Rose nere solo per gli infami
Rose
Nightfall hours we’re together and hearts feel the flare
In the darkness I see a white rose in your hair
Magic spreads in the deep night
We are
Rose, Rose, so stunning!
Rose, Rose, so ravishing!
You open in late summer on tip of a branch,
Rose, Rose, I love you!
Rose, Rose, you touch me
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