Verse One – Andre 3000]
Caroline! 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 cursed out, or coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though (even though)
You’d need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you’d like to thank your shit don’t stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo
[Verse Two - Andre 3000]
Caroline! See she’s the reason for the word “bitch” (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 (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
[Chorus- Repeat 2x]
I know you’d like to thank your shit don’t stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo
[Verse Three]
Well she’s got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said “Would you call me?”
She said “Pardon me, are you ballin’?”
I said “Darling, you sound like a prostitute pursing”
Oh so you’re one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she’s weak
Trickin’ off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don’t want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!
[Chorus- Repeat 4x]
I know you’d like to thank your shit don’t stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses really smell like boo-boo
Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo
[Repeat 2x]
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin’ cars
What happens when the dough get so low
Bitch, you ain’t that fine
No way.. no way.. no way
[Repeat 2x]
Crazy bitch (repeated in background)
Bitch, stupid ass bitch
Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch
A bitch’s bitch, just a bitch
Ey Türk !
Vur vatanın bakirlerine
Günahkar gömleği biçenleri vur
Kemikten taslarla şarap yerine
Şehitler kanını içenleri vur.
Vur güzel aşıklar cenazesinden
Kırmızı meşaleler yakanları vur
Şehvetin raksına yetim sesinden
Besteler şarkılar yapanları vur
Vur katlin o kızıl sapanlarıyla
Dünyaya ölümler ekenleri vur
Vur zulmün o kanlı urganlarıyla
Bir kavmi iplere çekenleri vur
Vur etten kemikten saraylar kuran
O vahşi ruhları ezmek için vur
Dört büyük rüzgara küller savuran
O mücrim elleri kesmek için vur
Vur sende mukaddes hürriyet için
Dünyanın diktiği bayrak için vur
Her dinin sevdiği adalet için
Her yerde haykıran bir hak için vur
Vur aşkın ve hakkın zaferi için
Vur senden bak dünya bunu istiyor
Vur yerde bak tarih senin seyircin
Vur gökten bak Allah sana vur diyor
Vur çelik kolların kopana kadar
Olanca aşkınla kuvvetinle vur
Son düşman son gölge kalana kadar
Olanca kininle şiddetinle vur
Vur senin darbenden çıkacak ateş
İntikam isteyen bir milletindir
Alnında doğacak kırmızı güneş
Bu senin ilahi hürriyetindir.
Skin tight soul delight, changing her life for another
She dreams magazines, sees herself on the cover
Anything anytime anywhere, it’s fitting in that matters
Faithfully she believes in the look he wants to know better
She knows what she wants, she’s an all American girl
She knows what she needs, she’s a sold American girl
She knows what she knows, she’s an all American girl
She does what she does, she’s an all American girl, sold American
She’s got a Dubble Bubble with a bossanova back
She’s a real hot pepper and I like it like that
She’s got a Dubble Bubble with a bossanova back
She’s a real hot pepper and I like it like that
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