I got a 12 inch dick, And a dozen roses, And a pick up truck, Hubba hubba hubba, Hey!!! That's all I wrote of that one I thought that's all I needed. A Dozen Roses Rodney Carrington

(Sample:) "...With A Dozen Roses, Such Would Astound You The Joy Of Children Laughing Around You, These Are The Makings Of You And It's True, The Makings Of You" Boy You Remind Me, Remind Me Of My Gucci Shoes Everytime You Walk Past, All The Girls Be Looking At You You Got Style Just Like A Bentley Coupe And I Be Losing My Mind Everytime I Get Next To You I Think I'm Falling In Love With You Baby Caught Up In Somehting Thats Moving So Fast Never Been With Nobody Else You And I Tighter Than The Jeans On My Ass You Remind Me Of This Thing Something Like R. Kelly Singing Bout A Jeep Boy You're Everything To Me And You're My You're My Property Boy You Remind Me Remind Me Of The Ice On My Ring Boys You Remind Me Of This These Are The Makings Of You And Its True These Are The Makings Of You You Remind Me Of The Very First Time You Remind Me Of The Time We Made Love Just Like The 25th Day Of Christmas Waiting For Santa Clause To Show Up You Got A Heart Of Gold Baby You Should Know Baby You Remind Me Of So Much And Baby You Always Stay On My Mind Your Just Like My Rims You Shine Boy You Remind Me Of 26s On My Ride The Way You're Spinning Around Looking Like A Superstar Boy You Remind Me Of How Life's Suppose To Be This Is What You Remind Me And Your My Your My Property Looking At You Look At Another Baby I Don't Need Another Brother Sex Time Around You I Feel The Same My Body There No Pressure Baby You Know I Keep It So Real And I Can't Help You Got The Whip Appeal Whats The Deal Tell Me How You Feel Could It Be Me, Me For Eternity (You And Me For Eternity) Like The Ice On My Wrist Its Like Kick On My Hip Mac On My Lips Armor Oil On My Whip Butta On My Shirmp I'm The Gladys You The Pip I Keep My Hair Flip The Way You Like To See Me Strip Keep A Money Clip You Remind Me Of A Tip Like A Pair Of Jeans From Ambercrombie When They Rip Like A Glass Of Wine Everytime I Take A Sip Its You, You, You, You, Yoooouuu (Awww baby) Boy You Remind Me, Remind Me Of My Gucci Shoes Everytime You Walk Pass All The Girls Be Looking At You (Everytime You Come Around I Loose My Mind Babe) You Got Style Just Like A Bentley Coupe (You Got, You Got, Yeahhhh) And I Be Losing My Mind Everytime I Get Next To You (No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No)*Fade Out* (Sample:) "...A Dozen Roses, Such Would Astound You The Joy Of Children Laughing Around You, These Are The Makings Of You And It's True, The Makings Of You"

We watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning sky You dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralysed Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand I got nothing, woo hoo, woo hoo So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run through, oh I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand woo hoo, woo hoo hoo Let's slip away I know a place some where outside of town I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand I got nothing, woo hoo, woo hoo So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run though, oh I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand yeah, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Till I can bring you home Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah Sill I can bring you home So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you Through every backstreet I will run through, oh I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home Your hand in my hand, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo