letra de white roses - vip gutter
white roses
white roses all black lotus
is what a n-gga need in his life
and the b-tches know this
this song alone turned the ep to something ferocious!
braggadocious we different they bogus
i’m so distinguish!
ain’t no way that these n-ggas
can distinguish a fire like mine
speaking english
a 90 in my english cl-ss
another level of cl-ss
raise ya gl-ss we driving the boat
she said she like the way it’s coating her throat!
ain’t no other way to put it
most of you n-ggas is jokes!
all i can do is hope for the best of the times and the rest is in the blind
shoutout to my brother rahmir
you on my mind
and my brother henry
he a never commend me
but he know i get busy
they can’t do nothing wit me!
i came to you n-ggas
already gone off the henny
pure white flow
i shine just like a penny
brand new
acting brand new like who is he?
my sh-t gray no bigen
but i’ll out rap
the sh-t out these young boys
and i stay clean!
i see clear no visine
shorty love the fact that i’m 36
and keep rising!
when i die all i want is white roses
we ain’t worried bout the haters
and the foes-is
everything we do candid no poses
they be talking all that sh-t
but they don’t know us baby!
and these n-ggas going crazy
think it’s time for a exit sweet lady
in whole nother league call me brady
think i’m playing but they never
can’t play me!
getting head in the back of that mercedes!
white roses all black lotus
i cried on the birthday of my first oldest
knowing she a girl
and all the sh-t i done did
in this cruel world
make me want a earl
it’s funny how the world turns
i remember the only problem
a n-gga had in his life was growing sideburns!
trying connect my beard when it was my turn
i’m talking way back when me and jay black
we use to straight rap
take notes i use to say that
type flow that make you layback
and push a maybach
the way i flow they think i sound like
yo on maybach ( young )
the only similarities is the beat choice
distinct voice!
it’s like comparing a chrysler to a rolls royce!
got d-mn em’ you better know who the phantom!
i can’t get nomore blacker
you can’t tan em”
triple black we ain’t gotta act
i’m feeling myself so much
i’m a f-ck around and bring prada back!
and i ain’t done i got a lotta rap
i ain’t one of these nut -ss n-ggas
that gotta try to rap!
the beat smooth i’m a make it slap
that’s a motherf-cking fact
vip brought the gutter back!
when i die all i want is white roses
we ain’t worried bout the haters
and the foes-is
everything we do candid no poses
they be talking all that sh-t
but they don’t know us baby!
and these n-ggas going crazy
think it’s time for a exit sweet lady
in whole nother league call me brady
think i’m playing but they never
can’t play me!
getting head in the back of that mercedes!
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