I didn't promise you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be some rain sometimes Watch out I didn't promise you a rose garden (Yeah) Along
cheddar O please, I switch cheese to leather Uh, yeh, uh, yeh, uh, check it out yo Y'all niggas say what y'all wanna say Feel how y'all wanna feel Who
here goes out to all my west side queens bait area. los angies,sandy angeio, san hosea, matter fac' the whole mutherfuckin' west coast you feel me
Black Roses for this dyin' love Now we're breakin' up Since we're givin' up Black Roses an early Valentine Special delivery just for you and I Black Roses,Black Roses
We were always just that close Wrist to wrist Toe to toe Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose So how come when I reach out my finger It feels
love I think that I would do anything I miss you, I wanna kiss you The sweet scent of roses is in your hair See sometimes when I get lonely I still feel
smiles, she smiles Maybe I'd fight it if I could, maybe I'd fight it if I could It hurts so bad but feels so good She opens up just like a rose to me
See your mama and the candles and the tears and roses I see your daddy walk his daughter down the aisle And my knees start to tremble as I tell the preacher
feel good, yeah I feel good, 'cause I feel good Good Lord, look what a beautiful day My enemies ain't here, they gone away I feel good, everythin' is okay I feel
[Chorus] A little sugar, honey suckle lamb Great expression of happiness Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of
Am I throwing you off? Nope Didn?t think so How you doin? young lady That feelin? that you givin? really drivin' me crazy You don?t have ta play about
test You know, you know, you've got to Make him express how he feels And maybe then you'll know your love is real [Verse II] Long stem roses are the
one can ever erase The joy that I feel way down deep beside The love that I have for me will never, never die I can see in color the first sign of spring The rose
twenty-two Flow like a eighteen, do what I wanna do Goin' on my eighth ring, got Phil Jackson's and Flow is black magic, I'm at it again Rose Bowl with
, ya feel me? I don't want no violence But damn, she tryin' to kill me She tryin' to make me feel her I'm trying to make her feel me She just had a
your chest kiss your ears and make you laugh grab the camera take some pictures as we pose I just bought you a dozen roses, roses (Usher) I got two dozen roses