paroles de chanson Roses Are Red - ajsmets

The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy
The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy

One day she loves me
The next day she don't
I'll be losing my mental, my mental call
I be getting texts, saying where the hell are you at?
I be like babe chill, I'm on the couch to relax (shit)
The texts calm down so she decides call
Its a FaceTime video no talking at all
Pause the call to answer a text saying come and meet me
This girl flips out, chill its just the homie

The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy
The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy

I know love her, wait I think I do
It's just the fact I don't have a clue
What to do
I'm such a fool
For the love that has blinded me
Stuck in my true fantasy
Someone please teach me anomie
I'm a real true lover mommy
I be sippin', I be kickin', avoiding all the honeys
You were number one so you should of never
Doubt me
But now I'm chillin' back feeling on my better outing

The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy
The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy

The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy

The roses are red
The violets are blue
But you're not you, so what do I do baby?
I be sippin', I be kickin', I be thinkin' bout ya
I don't know cause your feelings are hella sloppy