Lyrics:
There's a woman here with a broken record player
And a dusty compass off to map the country's new behavior
Strange words that we hold on back into
hatin' hoes
Sittin' in my black Escalade got some suicide doors
Inside peanut butter peter pan brown, yeah
I'ma country ass nigga with some dudes
and you gon' get killed
In red monkeys I'm a donkey I love stuntin'
Love money love my city, boys call me country country
[Chorus]
You're breaking down
Our country's name
friends from college, I'm wit neighborhood G?s
She said I talk country (boy you so country) laughin' and lovin' it
Swapped numbers, out of all things I
"Are you leaving for the country?
You say the city brings you down" " dniheb "
I hung a lung over the only oak in BK
This was after having perused
on the grips, wild cherry on her lips
I've been working and trying and flirting and dying
For an all night kind of kiss
cnd country on the boom box
cnd candles
of the country
and western songs we had ever heard.
Tried to put it all into one song. Serves us right. This is what came out:
Well it was all I could do
not Lil Baby
Wanna get it poppin
We can take it the tellie
Check my country grammar bitch
But no I'm not Nellie
Check my country grammar bitch
But no
a sled
Back then niggas yousta call me boo
In 6 months, I sold a million gold tops on got brew
Country came around, ease it and clappin' then
Country left,
La musique que j'aime est née à Memphis Tennessee
Sur un riverboat qui descendait du Mississippi
C'est la source du blues, du rock et du country
see through
All that you hold true
Queen of the firmament
Lord of all beneath
Masters of the universe
We're all refugees
And in many countries
in all that messy shit, I don't want the bitch
I put twenty-six's on my Cullinan, that country shit
Buildin' up my audience, I'm all in other
some bad mamajamas gonna lay it down on your town
With some rock 'n' roll and country western
The boys buy the drinks
When the girls get to dancin'
what I'm saying?
But you know I'm not a send off man, ya heard me?
I open the door for 'em
I bought me a 4-door (Yeah)
I took her out the country
and his doubt
The pain that he lives in is almost more than living will allow
I love my brother, he could use somemercy now
My church and my country could
today was just a bad day
Label hit me about another single and said I ain't had play
Since Country Shit, hell they thought that was a regional record
Yeah I was burning tread on a Ford flatbed before I ever turned sixteen
There ain't a Daisy Duke girl in this country boy's world that ain't called
country girl can get down
Let me show you how
Hey little lady, maybe you and me
Could possibly get together for a shot of Jack D
And take a little
grease in it
Country boy, I'm country raised, from the belly to the grave
Roll the Benz nobody tripping cause the money already made, Krizzle
We gon'
pretty cool country boy
Looking big city
She was up for some down home back road nitty gritty
Hottest girl in the whole county sitting next to me
to be free
But unfortunately a fortune is what you need
Cause the fortune 500s run the country
Its one company
If your not a company
Would you mind
hatin' hoes
Sittin' in my black Escalade got some suicide doors
Inside peanut butter peter pan brown, yeah
I'ma country ass nigga with some dudes
Now, I may be
An old-fashioned country girl
But when it comes
To loving you
Honey I know what to do
Now I put
All my pride aside
I won't be
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