Lyrics:
with you by my side hell I don’t know
What I’ll do without you anymore
So give me a lonestar State of mind
Give me a lonestar state of mind
Now when
outta here
We can't stay here, baby this is nowhere, New boys waiting for you everywhere there
There's a lonestar queen, a lonestar queen, She's waiting
and she slashed both her wrists
Everybody screamed and roared for more
Lonestar Angels shouting "Encore"
Time was the enemy, we had to kill it dead
Prod Makes Music
I'm Prod by the way
They be loving me cause I'm a rockstar
One of a kind fam I'm a lonestar
Drifting around do it like it's Nascar
cloned me
Imma lonestar right there by da costar
This a cosign ion need no main line
You cant hoe me baby you cant play me
Go run my chicken up
Checks i
Bitch Im so cold Gangsta ya hear me
The trillest the realest My music ya feel it
In the boot and the Lonestar my Aura the biggest
I did it I live it
Take me for granted
Hop out of the flight and i landed
Lonestar is back, that some planning
Homies attack, I got a xanny
Switching slatt, my name
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
Like a deadstar
And I’m by myself
Like a lonestar
Man I’m tripped up
Like a pillstar
In the studio I’m just by myself
And I kept a loaded 30 back
Mess With Texas
By Trey Hirsh
Copyright October 8, 2012 by Trey Hirsh, cll Rights Reserved
VERSE:
I watched her bare feet dancing along that river's
Mariachi band
You can't always stand by your man
He left me in a lonestar state
He left me on a sunny day
He left me with the desert sand
He left me
But in the meanwhile I will pull up wit the lonestar
In a Jaguar, with a cigar, cuz we is hard
By far, we are bizarre
Should be flowed hard
I can make
She's got a fire
Hot flames, burning on the inside
Fuelled by desire
Got caught trapped in a landslide
One chance left to fight
Gonna make it count
Girl, so I was stuck in the house
All by myself during quarantine
Fucking around making music
I was like I'm gonna call myself
Quay Quay the Bae,
She's Had Enough of Texas
Writers: Jeff Middleton, Danny Myrick, Triston Marez
Verse:
She left her dusted up Lucchese's by the door
That torques
Lonestar angel is so cool
The last two years have been so cruel
Everything's normal, we can start again
It's our new life
No need to pretend
Look
acting they really be faggots I send em the addy these niggas just pumpfake
You just found out about Truskii you dumb late
Been by myself give a fuck what
You're now tuned in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah alright
To Lonestar Trapstar Radio
I been popping for a long time I'm just catching
Nation Album of Ace Of Base
The Unholy bands from the holyland [Album] - Compiliation.
Cause Of Death by Obituary
Deicide Album by Deicide
AMON's
you seen that star before?
How quickly dreams can change
When constellations are at war
Hey lonestar, it's alright
Did you look up to find
You were
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
and drink my lonestar beer
From Austin up to Dallas, Amarillo to el paso
You can here bob wills bill mack and me on your radio
Don't ask me why I'm going
Lead off with the Cotton-Eyed Joe
Buckin' winged, and heel and toe
Hold me close for the Pecos Promenade
Big sign hangin' by the door
Sawdust
Lead off with the Cotton-Eyed Joe
Buckin' winged and heel and toe
Hold me close for the Pecos Promenade
Big sign hangin' by the door
Sawdust
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