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Roses Karaoke - OutKast & Big Boi

This title is a cover of Roses as made famous by OutKast

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 109 BPM

In the same key as the original: Em

Duration: 06:14 - Preview at: 02:03

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2004
Genres: R&B, Soul, Rap & Hip-Hop, Alternative, In English
Original songwriters: André 3000, Big Boi, Matthew Roy Boykin

All files available for download are reproduced tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Roses

Caroline
See Caroline all the guys would say she's 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 that even though
You'd need a golden calculator to divide
The time it took to look inside and realize
That real guys go for real down to Mars girls ha-ha, yeah
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Caroline
See she's the reason for the word "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 crash 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
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
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 pausing
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 no
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
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink but lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-oo
Better come back down to Mars girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get low
Bitch, you ain't that fine no way, no way, no way
Better come back down to Mars girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough get low
Bitch, you ain't that fine no way, no way, no way
Bitch, stupid ass bitch
Old punk-ass bitch
Old dumb-ass bitch
A bitch's bitch, just a bitch
Stupid ass bitch
Old punk-ass bitch
Old dumb-ass bitch
A bitch's bitch, just a bitch

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