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up) They tried to turn you down Girl they don't respect you (No they don't) Cause when the storm comes by You better hold on tight (You better) I keep
froze up Shit, bro's just chinging this guy, I think he's gone and lost his composure Outside's way too hot, man'll get splashed by the super soaker
Sis I'm in a rut again, Sis I'm in some strange foreign country To keep your gas tank from running on empty I'm feeling weak, Bro I think I'm
balls in energy, man kind yearns for Remedy Rival countries declare war for control of the land Money and power, man, but Street's is demand By
own shit I switched the vision up I drop an acid tab and then I get to whippin up Spitting hard like cold grits, a country nigga huh A young nigga went
Would teach him to fish Years passed by He was 10 years old He would wait outside In the blistering cold He believed In the power of prayer And was told
Try to calculate when niggaz make it when I ride by Though you can't stand seein' any non-European Havin' things, what a shame niggaz come, then you
she'll do is holler Oh, my life has become A country song I've learned she can resist me By the way she always disses me And comes to bed at night With
lyrics originally by Lou Reed Stephanie says, That she wants to know, Why she's given half her life To people she hates now. Stephanie says When
I been grinding for a minute never sit down Infectious rhymes you getting sick now Hop scotch as a kid now I skip town I can say confidently that I'm
by myself when I was fighting me Devil almost had me so I had to flee I really was tripping all up on these streets Pills had me gone I anit had no
savage This can be lavage Plushed out ice-cold 8.1 ain't the nice pay - the prize is sold So let you pin the loadem in a moudy Gett'n rowdy Cousin'
pullin' strings for years, it's crazy I don't play guitar Bros who goin' country told 'em, "Watch out for the ANPR" Nigga, I wasn't aimin' at you, but if
his country By giving victory He is promised to be free from slavery Sent to the field he can never lose At the mercy of time Struggles against his fate
Let me start with the basic Structures of a Western country Imperialism, it's all about the money While we moan and complain When it's not sunny
begin, cold over my skin High smoke like my sin, can"t hide it like fin She wanna fuck me tonight for my fame She wanna fuck me tonight for my chain Lil
Sold your Camry Tore out the back seat It was bare bones Called a taxi And the bible by the window was cold And the carpet was some 80’s old This is
off ting Took big, big risk in a Honda Civ My OT block is Tobago hot So I told cuz, "Chop all your cainrows off" Askar blocked us right by the Costa We
don´t cry. Well they I´m being punished. And say say I can be reformed. But some day I´ll return. Did they really think that this time it will work.
she'll do is holler Oh my life has become a country song I've learned she can't resist me By the way she always disses me And comes to bed at night
came from Poland You should see the family tree Fell in love with an angel From the land of the rising sun He loves his country music Cold beers
before my eyes a big surprise is backed up by the devil But I'm on another level, ever is Fly stayin' down Let my pimpin' reign forever, conin' king
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