motherfuckin trigger, tryna put Lady Red on the map my nigga A ratta tat tat goes my motherfuckin trigger, tryna put High Power on the globe my nigger [Talking:] Yeah its Lady Red
I'll never forget the way you look tonight; I never will forget the way you look tonight... The lady in red, the lady in red, The lady in red, my lady in red
I Want Some Red roses for a blue lady Mister florist take my order please We had a silly quarrel the other day Hope these pretty flowers chase her blues
' a lil' dice, sippin' on some brew Turned around and seen this fine young lady She had a big ass and a phat Mercedes (Woo!) I said, Fine lady, now you
me see you put your ass in the air, I said (get up!) [Verse 2] Yeah lady, you look good, I wanna get to know you better You look good in them jeans and them red
to that bull like Jordan and pippin don't be trippin When she here I'm at the club with other women When I be out on tour she be the only thing I'm missing Ladies
, come on We bout to cause a riot nigga [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Got a lot of niggaz rollin' with ya holla Cause you know we ripped it hotter than them other
get red You can get 'til that ass get red Bizarre you get him and him, Swift you get him and him I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my nigga
(I want some red roses for a blue lady) We had a silly quarrel the other day I hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away I want some red roses
France I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty These other
song Bleeding heart insisting preach The path of least resisting Milk and honey rolling off his tongue War is not the answer turn the other cheek And
was from the south, they shouted, "Why is a nice, Southern lady makin' trouble For the governor?" She said, "I guess I'm not your type of lady, And I
Others say he was just a, just a) Still others say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy Italian who drove a RED CAR. You see (nobody
join the gang Black Chuck Taylors, red shoestrings and thangs Cause e'rybody say they wanna join my gang It's Gucci [Chorus] [Biz:] Shouts out to the red
the red blood flows. The thrill I gets my proper dose Every time, (every time) every time (the thrill) Every time, (every time) every time (the thrill) Every time that the red
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