Lyrics:
promenades
Felt unstoppable
Ten toes high on it
And now I'm down on it
Just like cabbage and roses
You grew me
Fed fantasies
Like happily after seeds
Just like
of cabbage roses
Half blind
In secret L.A.
In a plainspoken spring
In movement, in people
Five minutes do not exist
And husbands live in luxury
Have no
my god)
Oh my god (yeah yeah)
Blessed with a talent, racking my cabbage
Got one chain, rose Gold Carats (woo)
Good thing but got bad habits, I ain't 21
inexpertly
You mixed your roses with cabbages
Like that, she did not like that
She did not like that she never will
Like that, she does not like that
Like
dick, I'm trying to feed Ruby Rose
Suffer with cabbage, even though I like skinny hoes
Skinny, pretty, thick, whatever, they come and go
don’t think you can manage
You just tell me the place we can plan it
Now we out on the plane eating cabbage
Do the race to the green yeah the cabbage
Rari
my fetty, where the cabbage at?
I been on my grind since you was clutching on a cabbage patch
I heard some niggas hit my line like
Where's the static
my fetty, where the cabbage at?
I been on my grind since you was clutching on a cabbage patch
I heard some niggas hit my line like
Where's the static
Hold up, bring it back
Bring it back like cabbage patch (Yeah)
We don't do no chitty chat
You pull up, you go splitty splat
Same ole shit
Different
know I race to the cabbage
You know that spice on Drip
You know that spice on Drip
I'm on my D Rose shit iIm on my five Star living
You know my words
Cut the burning to a low
More time to the flow
More grind in the sole
More mind on the goal
More shine from the soul
More time cuz
More Time cuz
I rose
the concrete we rose
Don’t step on my toes bottom of the creps they be looking like Po
Bout to takeover already the goat
Ready set go, ready to go
We on the move
Top of the hour
Send him some flowers
Tell him his roses on the way
Top of the morning
She is still yawning
Now we're going on a date
Top of the hour
Can't fix her lil laces when i fucked her, i'm inside of it (smash)
Way i feel amazing, feel like i'm outtta space smoking cabbage (yeauh)
Configurative
the workers brow
King Kong's in the Roses with Fay Ray rubbing noses
And the cow ate the cabbage on down
And the cow ate the cabbage on down
All come tumbling
the trap do hurdles, gymnastics
Oxy got me flying with the birds, imagine
I can make a package get the missing like it magic
Yes, i really rose up from
Two-toned, presidential, rose gold with
Stones for the feelin', yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't seen my mom in months (Months)
Gotta hold down my niggas (My
fanged in the mosh pit
Dodge vapor, labor days are major A sir
Cater the alien decomposer soldier platter like cabbage check eight
I told her "go for C4
I’m fuckin up the doses
Watch as the door closes
She clean the mess up noses
I’m sprayin hoses
Pick the phone up whose this
Pluck the petal ya roses
average
I'm goin' up until I'm mad, mad, mad rich
I'm savage mode, I'm not average
I'm on demon time, just in my cabbage
I gotta get it though, ain't
missile
I be hanging in back doors like Rose's toilet tissue
Hydrolic engines blow flies out your left window
Your rap is catnip with slob dropping
He would spend it on the ponies,
He would spend it on the girls,
Buy his mother gin and roses
For her poor old henna'd curls.
And when his wife
Somebody's gotta win, but now, somebody's losin'
Strikeless hitch-hikin' while these ballers out and crusin'
He rose a bucket, he rose a Beamer acrunk, shoo!
He would spend it on the ponies
He would spend it on the girls
Buy his mother gin and roses
For her poor old hennaed curls
And when his wife
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