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    Roses

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    Roses
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      About "Roses"

      Lyrics for OutKast - "Roses"

      Caroline!(Caroline!) Caroline!
      All the guys would say she's mighty fine(Mighty fine!)
      But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
      And the other half either got you cussed out, or coming up short.
      Yeah, now dig this, even though(Even though!)
      You'd need a golden calculator to divide(To divide!)
      The time it took to look inside and realize that
      Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

      [Chorus x2]
      I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
      But lean a little bit closer
      See that roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
      Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo

      Caroline!(Caroline!) See she's the reason for the word "bitch"(Bitch!)
      I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
      Trying to hurry up to get to some
      Baller or singer or somebody like that
      And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
      And crash, crash, craaash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
      She needs a golden calculator to divide
      The time it takes to look inside and realize that
      Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

      [Chorus x2]

      Well she's got a hotty's body, but her attitude is potty
      When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
      I said, "Shorty, would you call me?"
      She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
      I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing"
      Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt
      But game, been peeped, dropping names she's weak
      Trickin' off this bitch is lost
      Must take me for a geek, ah, quick way to eat,
      Ah, neat place sleep, ah, rent-a-car for a week, ah, trick for a treat..Noo
      Go, on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
      Regardless, we don't want to get involved without our lawyers
      And judges, just to hold grudges in the courtroom,
      I want to see ya support bra not support you!

      [Chorus x4]

      Better come back down to Mars
      Girl, quit chasin' cars
      What happens when the dough get so low
      Bitch, you ain't that fine
      No waaay...no waaay...noo waaaaay

      Better come back down to Mars
      Girl, quit chasin' cars
      What happens when the dough get so low
      Bitch, you ain't that fine
      No waaay...no waaay...noo waaaaay

      Crazy Bitch

      Bitch,
      Stupid ass bitch,
      Old punk ass bitch,
      Old dumbass bitch,
      A bitch's bitch,
      Just a bitch

      Stupid ass bitch,
      Old punk ass bitch,
      Old dumbass bitch,
      A bitch's bitch,
      Just a bitch

      SONGWRITERS:
      BOYKIN, MATT / BENJAMIN, ANDRE
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