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the quarters directly up your fat ass!?"
[Pays toll and drives off]
[Toll Booth Willie:] "Why you fuckin' hard on!
I'll fucking Carlton Fisk yer fuckin'
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your
Willie again
Never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
He pour me some Old Whiskey River my friend
But I'll never smoke
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
sayin'
Sugar, you know you and I should just stop by sometime
You told me about your fancy cars
You told me all your friends were stars
You said that
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
Show me yours, I'll show you mine
I'll show you mine
Show me yours, I'll show you mine
I'll show you mine
Show me yours, I'll show you mine
I'll
sayin'
Sugar, you know you and I should just stop by sometime
You told me about your fancy cars
You told me all your friends were stars
You said that
it shot up,
In a hot ride, wit a millameta,
Cannibus sintiva I blow in the challes,
You smoke mo than me,
Like the Cosby show nigga I
esepecially for me
By a boy from down in Texas, Willie and it accepted
So good on our dancers
We hope you like it, it's little different of what we normally do
When Willie met Ronnie he was runnin' up a track
He was bent down, burned out, carryin' a sack
Come on boy, you got to stop and help me some
(Don’t double dip)
Aye
Too much dip on your chip
And if you really want beef
I’ll send your ass to the kitchen
(Kitchen)
You betta listen
(Sshhh)
I’ll take
SHOW ME YOUR MERCY
Verse 1:
Call me I'll answer today, I'll be by you
Rescue you today, I'll honour you
I'll be your God, you'll be my people
You
me you can't
I promise you I'll show you that you can
Perception of my mind
I'm just going through it
Rolling through it
Quick
Let me start with my
her that God in on his side
No matter what, and will you marry me
Willie Deadwilder and Rebecca
They want to live a life
I wish I had a million
for the gold
And yea I'm a need your love for the low
And yea I'm a need a rack for the show
And you can tell when I touchdown, I'm a do my dance
Then
when you're down and out
And I think you know who I'm talking about
When I don't know how I'll get through
I ask myself what would Willie do
What
said, let me ask this question:
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left
world we would all be rich
Hating on me I'll dissolve your clique
Two tone Rolex on my wrist
In a battlefield I'm a soldier, trick
Life is what you make
sing for you
Hey girl, show me wotchue like
Show me wotchue like
And i'll show you that you mine
Youʼre my bonnie im your clyde
We'll be rocking all
asking like what you want from me
With all the hate
see Still I show love
Even tho they don't support me
Slime
Still I show up
I rock my own fashion,
now and gettin' rich, baby, how you feelin'?
Told you I'd be Willie Nelson of this rappin' shit
Forget my verses and won't play none of my classic
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