Lyrics:
Yea delicate petals
Delicate delicate delicate petals
Yea man you can't crush this you gotta pluck it man
Petals too delicate
Exotic exotic
Gravediggers trying to rob me
Please do not dig up my body
Few hundred years since you saw me
I'm living my best death, don't owe you a sorry
No phone, ring ring
they'd kiss again
And then he'd row row row a little further
He would row row row
Then he would drop both his oars
Take a few more encores
Then he'd row
oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Then he'd drop both his oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
A little further he would go, oh, oh, oh,
Then we'll drop both
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
The halls were filled with publicists and
Escorts who had to pretend not
To be dazzled by those
They were escorting minaj
Had walked in a few minutes before
she'd been and if she'd lost
Her delicate face, perfect skin, wide eyes and the family cross
Well the church door it stood open, but I had other things
they slept
A tale I hate to tell
But it must be heard
I’ve always preferred
The song of the bird
The waves brought to the shore
A single oar
a glock and lick shots
[Illogic]
When a true MC spits raps composed of delicate prose on tracks
and when it's felt by the masses
Platinum respect
queen?
If I floated on by, would the angels think I'm mean?
Would the angels think I'm mean?
So I scooped her up using a single oar
It was a delicate job
being so delicate
I'll decide your demeanor to me
No ambition, it was never easy
On the highway he finally came clean
How the hell could you do that
the game straight from Hell from which few came back
like bad coke, pimp or die, was my mindframe bad
Was n*ggaz thinkin simplify was turning cocaine crack?
oars
Take a few more encores,
And then he'd row, row, row.
And then he'd row, row, row
Way up the river he would row, row, row
A hug he'd give her
Talk shit get hit, you stupid
Heard a couple things about you, no cupid
Lupus, many things wrong with ya fluids
Delicate little flower, tulip
Talk
Atlantic to be by your side
On the morning we parted, how sad the farewell
Our words, they were few, but our thoughts none could tell
And when lost to my
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils a-quivering, tingling
As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial
floor
Wood plowin' a few more doors
Fingers don't slow by the whole
Roll, run it by decimal
Test shows while tentacles all got a hold
Suction down my toes
delicate.
The spaces have always been created by the gentle and caring,
To be later filled by bullies and egotists.
We can try to fill those spaces with
Cause there ain't no gavels (There ain't no gavels)
By the time I'm 23, wanna ball like I'm Bron
With occasional travels (Go on a trip, aye)
Come up in
I've always been considered quite a delicate child
Watched over by a governess and nurse
To say I've lived a sheltered life is putting it mild
I
I've always been considered quite a delicate child
Watched over by a governess and nurse
To say I've lived a sheltered life is putting it mild
I
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