Hell on Wheels
Burden
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So baby heard that I’m a outlaw In these positions hit it different like I’m Southpaw, Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off, She do blow, I let her blow me,she got lock jaw, All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos, Label me a bad dude All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news Yea im fuckin faded, I act an ass, tip the glass, bitch I’m fucking famous, Too many commas in the stash, people get the changing, I ain’t a doctor, I don’t got no patience All you THOTS are basic, So basically, I’d rather chase a check bitch, Chunky ass Cuban on my neck bitch, 2 tone on my left wrist, Life threw me a curve ball, Ain’t no one expect this, I Wake up to some breakfast and head bitch, -my life’s a mother fuckin movie, Put that shit on Netflix, Baby in my DM with the messages, If she can get the, dick, than she’ll know what a blessin is, No I’m not affectionate I f*ck, and I’m the best at it, I don’t know when my heart turned turned cold, Used to have a heart of golf, But I know one thing, Mamma raised a rolling stone All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos, Label me a bad dude All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news This shit ain’t no accident, All the moves I make gotta be accurate, Woman I ain’t paying for your drink unless I’m smashing it, I left the crib without no pussy, bet I’m coming back with it, —And treat it like I’m mad at it, With Savagery , , I don’t like to cuddle baby, you got to get out of here, You fucking up the atmosphere -Sometimes I get high, take a drive, Look at the sky, Think of the guys, I hope they hear me talk to em, Wonder why The good really do die, When they young, The bad cry then keep livin our lifeeeoooh, I get higher and higher, higher and higher, Swear I been to hell and back, I walked right through the fire, I’m fine, put that Roley on my wrist but I ain’t got the time, Feel everybody wanna kill me they can hop in line, Im somewhere in a foreign country, on a different time, They tell me that my skills ill, bitch I’m feeling fine, All i know is I’m hell on wheels, mamma raised a rolling stone, it’s all whiskey and tattoos, Label me a bad dude All I know is I’m hell on wheels with the top back mamma raised a rolling stone, yea it’s all whiskey and tattoos, good times and bad news So baby heard that I’m a outlaw In these positions hit it different like I’m Southpaw, Put a pillow on her face to turn the sound off, She do blow, I let her blow me,she got lock jaw, I grab her head and f*ck her face until her mouth raw
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Written by: Kenneth Bartels
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