Pink Roses

Two AM in Morocco fucking on a model
We're smoking on them fronto's way up in the condos
Felt like i hit the lotto we ain't thinking about tomorrow
Sipping on a bottle she read me like a novel

Goin' full throttle goin' full throttle
Body speak the gospel body speak the gospel

I give her pink roses pink roses (pink roses)
Spread her seed like I'm Moses
She can see right through it I was broken
I'm in the sea I'm in her ocean
It's getting deep yeah I wrote this
From the heart
Been telling you from the start
My days been getting dark but you brought a spark
That gave me Art to appreciate every single part
Put my heart on guard cause I'm a star
Been dreaming bout copping every single car

Your love I can't afford
You deserve an award
Nothing but support i swear you came straight from the Lord
Gandhi understood
Tried to make her good
Shawty rolled a wood
Say she want it good

I've been thinking bout my decisions and the outcome
Ever since they got the trippin' I don't walk without one
I love when they get to dissing and start to doubt son
And my bro gon' get to tripping if your mouth run

Two AM in Morocco fucking on a model
We're smoking on them frontos way up in the condos
Felt like I hit the lotto we ain't think about tomorrow
Sipping on a bottle she read me like a novel

Goin' full throttle Goin' full throttle
Body speak the gospel body speak the gospel
I give her pink roses pink roses (pink roses)
I spread the seed like I'm Moses



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Writer(s): Ronnie Owens
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