Roses lyrics

Mommy you so cute
Say it one more time
Mommy you so cute

[Verse 1]:
They done passed a b*tch a blunt
Cause they know what’s up
n*ggas got me f*cked up
Losing sleep I can’t afford to lose
But he don’t give a f*ck
He be laying up with other hoes
Yeah he be acting up
I told him if I catch him with that b*tch I gotta [?]

[Chorus]:
I got me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
Tryna find my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding
Me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
b*tchin’ bout my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding

[Verse 2]:
We gone act a donkey on this monkey and her mom and them
Ima act a fool, that’s what you take me for
I open the door, I let n*ggas slide, I let n*ggas in
How I’m just a friend? I be sucking swallowing
I do all the favors all the love labors
I buy all the now and laters
I be on they neck like run this money now and never later
Even let you put it in my ass you coulda masturbated
Now you out here di*king back with other ladies
Boy you crazy
[Chorus]:
I got me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
Tryna find my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding
Me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
b*tchin’ bout my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding

I got me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
Tryna find my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding
Me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
b*tchin’ bout my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding

[Verse 3]:
Riding past your momma house
Ion’t mean no disrespect
I can’t even lie, my b*tches been ready to break your neck
They ain’t tied to you
They tie they shoes and take they earrings out
If I catch my name up in her mouth she get a second round
Hands on, put your pants on, I got moves to make
f*ck up out my face, up out my living space, you just a waste
I can’t waste my waist, my thighs, my time, and all my energy
Tryna keep a n*gga who not just for me
Lose her if you lose her cause its cheaper just to keep her
I’ll admit that I’m a movie but I don’t come with a sequel, nah
Running to my people then I really wish you well
They gon run up in your spot and I’ma see that that’s in hell, yeah
Why you gotta lie about a b*tch
Ain’t no secrets boy it’s been a while
I am not a child and boy them fairy tales just ain’t my style
Happily ever after turns to better after all
I be wishing I ain’t need you when I don’t if I can’t have it all
[Chorus]:
I got me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
Tryna find my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding
Me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
b*tchin’ bout my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding

I got me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
Tryna find my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding
Me and all my b*tches on the highway, riding
b*tchin’ bout my n*gga and his other b*tch, sliding