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nigga, Bobby Boucher
I been workin'
I ain't called my bitch in 'bout two days
I could make your bitch go more than two ways
You better update your roster

It was dark and hell is hot they X my best man. He had the locs and move more poison than Bobby, Ronnie and Ricky. Hip-Hop found guilty convicted

and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've

art, I'm not doing this for the money
All I need is food and drink and room to think
Fresh air to breathe and love to make my heart beat
Nowhere does

with the things that I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things that I don't have
As long as roses are red
And violets are still

Found you dressed in all red, lipstick and everything
Rose glow on her face and rubies in her eyes Baby, what do you desire
I'll give you what you

Bottle of Humans

Anticon

Anticon

the surface of my red carpet
These are distress signals spanning you and I
Inversatile if anyone here's a soul survivor of a dying civilization
A galaxy called

I need my

That body language
Baby gas me up

I planted a garden on the moon
Filled it with Lillies and sunflowers too
Roses and mota to love all that

dirty water
Street nigga, I'd bust a nigga head for thirty dollars
Fuck a red rose, when I die, bring me purple flowers
I told Pump match the pint

Hoes We Knows

Black Sheep

A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

1991

got their goose to their toes they rose
My man Peewee broke out but Lawnge stood in a pose
Lookin at some kids going by in afros
Then pulled out

and wrong
Love
Subdued by heartache and song
Love
It can be calm or calamity
Poured over my soul in a red wine canopy

Love
Cant live with or without it
Love

are red like a rose
Stabbing your life till you bleed
I'm just in love with a ghost
Stabbing the life outta me

Roses on your doorstep I hope you enjoy them
This love's not enough so I hope you enjoy him
Of course, it's my fault
You call it like you see it
But baby,

Fever, a cherry red fire
I'm known as the little town crier

Crystalize, crystalize, crystalize, my rose
Hypnotized, hypnotized, as we sit with

Flowers on My Window Ledge

Rissi Palmer

Rissi Palmer

2007

instead
I'm starin' at these flowers on my window ledge

What are the flowers on my window ledge'
Indigo and red
I'm starin' at these flowers

or a trigger finger to expose plastic
Leave a closed casket with a rose basket

Ayo, my first love was a MAC-10
I gotta have four, I had three bodies back

the fact that they actually love me (Love me)
If you diss my crew and get away you are lucky (What, what, ey)
But if we catch you lacking it could get real

excess
Wish I could've quit
Or at least just bet less
But wishes are a motherfucker like incest
Chin checked by the fact I'm
Still living in debt

Rose out

Into the most tragic rose

It is my design that holds me back
I'm scared to find out what I mean by that
And the beautiful sky is pink and red
But when I

and you
Me and you
Me and you
Red color Range, make it smell like roses
The code to the safe leave the bank wide open
I'm focused, getting to the green
You

you//
I love YOU gal so I wrote a jam for you, so you know your boy's feeling that love in the air for you//

Red for the blood, Rose for the name//since

stars
Lumineers
In our heads
Removing the blues
Our roses are all reds

shirt 
I'm sure it fits you

You can show me some love
Like we all do
And give me something talk about 
Let me kiss you yeah

Roses are red
Violets are

a scurvy
Id do it all for you
And for Bobby too
Bag crossed all the lines
B wasn't even part of the crew
And TB didn't leave no clue
Never crossed my mind