Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble
Packin a Smith & Wesson
Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin
You can tell that I'm evil
By
the handle I use
Oh, what fun to see the whole country with my man
I'm by his side on almost every trip
I sing a bluesy song, Joe loves to sing along
So
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
bag?
In your car, and we popped the steering wheel
And left it up by six flags (hit man)
My whole family full of ?hetland? hustlas
Now tell your
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
O double W better make way cuz I'm coming through
O double W Sknny is coming to trouble you
O double W better make way cuz I'm coming through
O
survive and leave my troubles behind
I'm just tryna survive man hopin' I stay alive yea
I'm just tryna survive man hopin' I stay alive
Stay alive
Yea
Too
I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble and
If he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances"
"You are just what the doc ordered"
I
Frankie's in trouble downtown
But if it was any other man I'd put him straight away
But sometimes when it's your brother you look the other way
Yeah
the smile cuz the truth is too tough
Weathered by the miles, feel like it's never enough
But like a boomerang the troubles are back again
Seem like sorrow
wish to be a man?
Do you wish to be a man?
Oh, do you wish to be a man?
Well the misery is yours,
If you hide behind that door,
If you hide behind
Puerto Rico is where she come from
She asked me do I love her that recorded song
By si si si si bunoes bonita.
You wanna ever be mine stay on hip
My cowboy life is so happy and free
Out west where the laws don't bother me
I take my troubles like a toy
I'm just a yodeling cowboy
At the set
and Aunt Cammy
A black man that was raised by black women
On tour, sippin your special honey and lemon
You told me, gargle with vinegar water and salt
purchase branding
No one cares how the last man is standing
Everyone I know is busy commanding
Misconceptions continue expanding
I only see tech and toys
by, your side
He never came and daddy rapped me
I will be by your side
He never came
He never came
I will be by, your side
Autism is crippling my sister
another title
like it so much but I don't like it how I like you
I know you are fucked up, that is on me
know you got problem with my homies
cos trouble
manhood
You beat upon little boys in the hood
Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by
Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi
While
One more day in the struggle
Have to get up and go juggle
Yu done know
Want a little sugar inna de pan
Me nah see fi trouble no man
Oh oh...
One more day in the struggle
Have to get up and go juggle
You done know, want a little sugar in the pan
Me nah see fi trouble no man
Oh oh oh
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me
there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
trash all over the beach, bro
Call the chauffeur, man, he the homie, yeah, he love us
He gon' pick us up on his break, man, ain't no trouble
Quick tour
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