Lyrics:
in a di band
It good fi the radio personnel
Boil some tea when you wake up in the morn
It's a Wild Wild Roses
Growing in my garden
It a grow in a me
I got whole lotta weed we gon smoke and drink tea
Grasses in the cup and all the joints are on me
Say you wanna hang with us boutta get another
Uh huh
You can always lay it down on me
They could never find no one like we
Yeah we go together nicely
Lemonade and iced tea
Uh huh
You can always
Ben's Xpresso
One, two, three spoons of sweet sucrose
Dissolving in the hottest of kettle-boiled H20
Filled with the rich flavour of Five Roses
A tea ain't a tea without sugar
The Jeep only starts when I push her
Underground is the cooker
My chain is so icy it's cooler
My wrist like
around
So let me take this opportunity
Would you share a moment with me, over herbal tea?
Take a walk verbally, make a bond certainly
'Cause in my hand
need grand gestures, no
Bouquet of roses, private jet moments
Burberry or a Bentley, no
Just sugar in my tea will do"
I feel expensive
Ooh, when
to us like a rose punch bowl
Cherry pit and a broken soul
High ball and orange peel
Ice tea then losing feel
Talks to us like a rose punch bowl
Cherry pit
Ice
Drip drip price
Nigga like me feeling nice
Need a little, little more ice
Tea
Whatcha need
Drip drip price
Nigga like me feeling nice
Need
Chuis l'arc en ciel de Téa
Plus y'a de couleurs
Plus c'est sympa
Chuis l'arc en ciel de Téa
Et les couleurs moi j'adore ça
Moi j'en mets 1000 et
the sea
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
the sea A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes And love in her heart for me I work in a London bank, respectable position From nine to three they
the sea
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
round pour me another round
Sipping bourbon and Bacardi like it's iced tea tea yeah ow
Spilled some some fucking Bacardi yeah yeah on my Nike
Are you
about the tea
Bitches taking more turns then a key
They been on my D since Rose
Looking at my watch they froze
Got em' like
Woah
If niggas speak to me
the sea
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
ran up some twos
Yeah, I'm on the news
Yeah, ran up some T's
Yeah, gotta run, flee
I got him weak, Derrick Rose knees
I'm in your hood, sippin' some tea
and Matilda
So we went out for tea
And I asked the waiter if we
Could have a rose
It don’t matter what shape or pose
And I said
I give a rose to you
Without you
heart with sand make me
Diamonds of lemonade
Grow roses in my hair
Grow roses in my
Give me sugar in my tea
Stir my cocktail hot and sweet
And a cherry
favorite drink cause you're my cup of tea
I'll wake you up at seven thirty like a teenage heartthrob
While we go to work together wish you were my full time
Heat loss
Dried roses
Steep the black coffee
Set the plates, pour the tea
Three for her, three for me
Dried roses
Sleepily she walks
Gradually
Trunks
Come on, come on Future Trunks
(The rose is the new shit)
(The rose is the new thing)
Never been regular
Love kinda tegular
One day you're here
manure in your bed of roses
Don't want to be rich, don't want to be famous
But I'd really hate to have the same name as you
You've done too much
Much
manure in your bed of roses
Don't want to be rich, don't want to be famous
But I'd really hate to have the same name as you
You've done too much
Much
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