Roses and youA Poem by TerminatornEnjoy in author note
Roses, I walked in the corner with the body screaming doloNever sold a bag but look like Pablo in a photoThis gon' make 'em feel the way like Tony killed ManoloYou already know though, you already know thoughI walk in the corner with the money, on my fingerShe might get it popping, I might wife her for the winterI already know, already know, n***a rosesAll I need is roses
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