Below are the lyrics to "Roses" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "Roses".
Man, I gave you the world
And that weren't even good enough, huh
Wish you would understand (You)
But fuck it
I've got things I wanna do to you (I wanna do to you)
When we leave together, yeah (yeah)
Know that patience ain't my strongest virtue (no)
Because nothing lasts forever, huh, no (but wait)
Keep it on the low (low) 'cause I'ma throw a party after
A party a-, a party a-, a party after this
I bring the noise, I'm tryna go 'til you can't feel your toes (feel your toes)
Make that pum pum overdose, bring you back to life
And she said she like roses (you're too special)
You deserve, you deserve roses and you know this (know)
You deserve roses, girl, I made some mistakes that I changed
But you wanna hold this, hold this shit over my head, yeah
Pussy got me like (yeah, yeah), yeah
Got her screaming like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the heels
I bet a hundred mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, yeah, yeah
You a rider bitch so ride with me (ride with me)
You deserve to get a brand new coupe, yeah (coupe)
You deserve to get them brand new shoes, yeah, yeah (shoes)
You deserve for me to tell you the truth, yeah
Now you texting me one, two, three, tryna come through (booty call)
Baby, I can't be what you want to (knock it off)
Know it ain't like you ain't chosen
It's just that right now, my heart's broken like roses (yeah)
This is a token of my 'preciation, baby (you're too special)
You deserve roses, oh and you know it (you're too special)
You deserve roses, girl, I tried, baby, I tried (you're too special)
You wanna hold this over my head
Pussy too good, got a nigga like, huh (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, huh, yeah (yeah, yeah), that pussy make me wanna wife her
Pop it up when I pipe her, huh (ooh), goddamn, I'm excited
Ooh, swear to God that I love her, put my hand on the Bible
Roses are red, violets are blue
Lay in my bed, check out the view
You know, girl, what I do
I promise never to lie to you, yeah
I'ma give you everything
Bank codes and the digits
Spending bankrolls on my bitches
All this ice on like it's Christmas
Yeah, yeah, got her screaming like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the heels
I bet a hundred mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Got her screaming like (yeah, huh)
Everything off but the heels
I bet a hundred mil', I ain't never had no pussy like this (like this, like this)
Ooh, oh, ooh, ooh
You see what I'm sitting on
You should be sitting on these rite in front of the club
Shawty what you sipping on
You see me getting grown
So baby just show me some love yea
I want a girl like you
I could tell that you looking for a dude like me
Can you smell what I'm cooking
Let me know if you wanna ride
Cause I ain't got nobody on my passenger side
Baby I'm just hitting on ya
I want to get to know ya
I don't want to waste your time
And I'm gonna keep it real with ya
I want to do with ya
Even if it's for a night
Man I want a girl like you
I could tell that your looking for a dude like me
Can you smell what I'm cooking
I came to have some fun
I'll be on the dance floor whenever you done
Shawty you a one
I got to get ya
Got to get with ya
I can do this
(Rite in front of you girl)
I got the plan.The beach with the sand
And you got the man
(Rite in front of you girl)
When you move it to the left
Move it to the right
You make me say
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shake ya body
Shake it [10x]
Shake ya body
Shake it [10x]
Stop uh oh keep going
Shake ya body
Shake it [10x]
Oh!
Shawty why we sitting fo'
Now we can hit the door
Rite into the Masseraty
I didn't know you was super fine
You got them super things
I'm gonna need an SUV
Girl I got my city on lock
You messing with me you'll end up at the top
And it won't stop
Baby tell me what you want to see
Cause you ain't never met a dude as freaky as me
Girl I see they hating on ya
Just keep on skating on them
Nile alligators on your feet
Girl I got what you waitin' for
Girl I'm a take you home
And let you go crazy on me
Girl I got my city on lock
You messin' with' me you gonna end up on top
OH! I came to have some fun
I'll be outside in the car when you done
Shawty you a one
I got to get ya
Got to get with ya
I can do this
(Rite in front of you girl)
I got the plan.The beach with the sand
And you got the man
(Rite in front of you girl)
When you move it to the left
Move it to the right
You make me say
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Shake ya body
Shake it [10x]
Shake ya body
Shake it [10x]
It's getting hard to bite my tongue
Making me feel so dumb
Can't explain it, feel so numb
So let me think about it, um, 'bout it, 'bout it
Ooh, ooh, I'm thinking how to say
Ooh, ooh, a million different ways
Ooh, ooh, I'm thinking how to say
Let's get up out this place, yeah
I promise I won't bite my tongue
Oh whoa, ha
I promise I won't bite my tongue, hey, hey
Oh whoa, hey, hey
Girl, I'm not tryna kiss and run
I shoot it off like a gun
Bang, bang, I would kill for you, I live for the thrill of you, mm
And I'ma not tryna do you wrong
Ooh, ooh, I'm thinking how to say (ooh, ooh, to say, say, oh na na na na)
Ooh, ooh, a million different ways (ways)
Ooh, ooh, I'm thinking how to say (say, yeah)
Let's get up out this place, yeah
We can take it London to LA, hey, hey
I promise I won't bite my tongue, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh whoa, hey, hey, oh whoa, hey, hey, hey
Oh whoa, oh whoa
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Girl, I would kill for you, I live for the thrill of you, mm
And I'ma not tryna do you wrong
Baby, I promise not to bite my tongue
Ooh, whoa, whoa, oh na na na, yeah
Bite my tongue, on you, baby
And I'm not tryna do you wrong
Step one, I can be your man
You can call me daddy when we're fucking in the sand
Step two, let's go for a ride, baby
Gotta hold the stick, I'll drive, baby
Step three, I be in these streets
Throwin' up the West Side, chuckin' up the Ps (Woo!)
And they can't take away my pride
They just can't take away my pride 'til they bury me
Look into my eyes and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me
I'm ready to go to war for ya (War for ya)
I'ma be a warrior (Warrior)
I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I been smokin' that Cali
And baby, me and you can fly
Think it over one more time (Yeah, ha ha)
Just one more time (Okay)
Yo, I'm just a little nigga from a small town
I try to keep a small circle, but these fuck niggas always tryna come around
Bad bitches on deck, I'm 'bout to bring 'em out
You niggas writin' bad checks, I make her booty bounce
15 years old, I was ridin' in a Lamborghini
Now I'm 24, got a bigger fuckin' Lamborghini
Two doors up, like I'm two floors up
It's kill or be killed, nigga, either you or us
But I keep it movin' like a U-Haul truck
This adolescence had me stressin', I was too fucked up, I'm gone
What's the point of you havin' a crown if you ain't got a throne?
If you king, you need a queen
I'm gone
Look into my eyes and see what I see
You're a mind reader, it's just you and me
I'm ready to go to war for ya (War for ya)
I'ma be a warrior (Warrior)
I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I been smokin' that Cali
And baby, me and you can fly
Think it over one more time
Just one more time
I just need it one more time, do it
Can we do it, baby, one more time? Do it
One more time (Oh-oh)
One more time
Baby, if we do it, it's gon' change our lives
It's kinda late, get some sleep, I'll drive ya
All around the world
I'm ready to go to war for ya (War for ya)
I'ma be a warrior (Warrior, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
I'ma make sure you're safe with me
I been smokin' that Cali
And baby, me and you can fly
(We can fly and just go, we can fly and just go)
Think it over one more time (Fly and just go)
Just one more time (Oh)
I'm ready to go to war for ya (War for ya)
I'ma be a warrior (Warrior)
I'ma make sure you're safe with me (Oh-oh-oh)
I been smokin' that Cali
And baby, me and you can fly
Think it over one more time (Whoa)
Just one more time (Whoa)
Oh yeah
Yeah
K-Mac
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause I'm ballin' like, b-ballin' like a (Ballin' like a)
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
B-B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause I'm ballin' like, b-ballin' like a (Ballin' like a)
Look, BBC hat clean, diamond snap hook (Hook)
Take a picture with it like it's my last look (Look)
G-gold MacBook, cost a hunnid Gs (Gs)
I don't fuck with rats (Rats), I throw away the cheese (Cheese)
I'm ballin', baby, you see this nigga shine (Shine)
I'm runnin' shit, ha, finish line
K-Mac cook that beat, I eat it like it's dinner time
Awards show gimme mine, loud and clear, intercom
Listen up (Up), I show you how to stunt (Stunt)
Pocket full of money, you should see what's in the trunk (Trunk)
That bass got that bump (Bump), that shit that make you jump (Jump)
Ballin' like a bitch, throw it up, slam dunk (Dunk)
V-neck like a guido, rollin' dice in the casino ('sino)
Three bad chicks rollin' trips, Cee-Lo
What's done is done, ain't no comin' back
I'm ballin' like a bitch, roger that
It's Breezy, baby
Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause I'm ballin' like, b-ballin' like a (Ballin' like a)
I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me do my shit
'Cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me take your chick
Uh, snapback nigga back up in this bitch (Bitch)
Throw 'em by the 100s, watchin' strippers do the splits (Splits)
Gon' hit that flex, I ain't trippin' on the bitches
Prolly one out of a 10 in California I ain't hit
Bitch, I'm raw, smell that shit
Hold our jaw up in your lips
Get a silly straw, have a sip, ha ha
Motherfuckin' Tyga, she ain't met me, then she lyin'
I pull that rocker out, nigga, David and Goliath
Melt your fuckin' face, boy, like that nigga on the Wire
Them niggas washed up, need a dryer, dry 'em
Free my brother Weezy, now we back up on your TV
I'm rollin' at 250, speedin' me, my nigga Breezy
Right behind me, R-R-Range Rove', T-Rell, mean ho
Bunch a bad bitches, too tired, tell 'em bitches what to do (Do)
It's Young Money 'til the death bed
If anythin', we the best and it's probably this
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Filthy ass rich (Rich)
Swimmin' in this money 'cause I'm ballin' like, b-ballin' like a (Ballin' like a)
I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
B-B-Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me do my shit
'Cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, ballin')
Ballin' like a bitch (Bow, bow)
Watch me take your chick
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