A$AP Ferg - A hundred million roses lyrics

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A$AP Ferg - A hundred million roses lyrics

[Hook] When I die bring a hundred million roses Pretty bad b**hes making love to my posters [Verse 1] In my cardigans, two lugged teeth Threw ice in it, so I feel the breeze Two thug b**hes, thinkin about them G's Who love the hood, they'll never leave Four model b**hes stay popping E On that buga suga, rolling up the trees Spit hella game in her skinny frame Versace frames, and her dirty beans She f** her friends, then f** my friends This story go, it will never end And if I die before I wake, I pray that ASAP will be great My mama good and my girl be late So there will be another me and the world be straight Damn that n***a did his thang, he took over and changed the game His silk shirt, versace frames, his fly a** b**hes His tight a** jeans, his dirty benz, his cuban links His big a** smile, his eyes is chinked His brown a** skin, he was looking gold He really lived, god bless his soul [Hook] When I die bring a hundred million roses Pretty bad b**hes making love to my posters Roses, bring a hundred million roses Roses, bring a hundred million roses [Verse 2] Tell that b**h that I'm Fergie Ferg Remind her I'm rich but never flip a bird Yes a n***a street, just like the curb Young Bari high, f**ing with the herd Rest in peace to Selena Listen to you sing when I'm rolling the weed up Mix the Cristal with tequila Might f** your b**h but I don't want to k** her I beat that b**h, flash backs to Tina I feel like Ike when I'm on the mic And my dyer butcher, vera wang Vera wang slang b**hes for their brain And 40 ounce bounce, thug b**hes with the fangs Who fill the block up with c**aine [Hook] When I die bring a hundred million roses Pretty bad b**hes making love to my posters Roses, bring a hundred million roses Roses, bring a hundred million roses

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