Lyrics:
stuck a lot
Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songs
Drinking everything we could get our hands on
Learning 'bout right by doin' it wrong
on the wind
And baby you would be surprised
All the places you have been
I've seen you in
Albuquerque
Waitin' out a blizzard
Arizona
Dancin' 'cross
I'm buzzing
I spot ah fly
Taking off like a rocket man
Elton John
I'm mr miyagi you Daniel son
Speed it up with you're bitch
I'ma Gunna
I'ma call up my
the Losses
Lines don't dare cross it
On a break I Ross it
Music heat and fit cold temperature had to drop it
Pokémon catch 'em all blast off Team Rocket
Touch
Just another day
One could find religion as breath of fresh air
Others suffocated by the cross that they bare
One could find religion as breath of fresh
is coming, so you better get on your knees
Today, bottle rockets are two for one but salvation's free
He said, "I quit my job at a big church where
Bus-a-Bus, baby, baby
Now pop yo' collars like this
Bottles up like this
Side to side like this
Holla if ya like this
See the ass? Touch me right
magnum
I just got signed
Everybody on my line, they wanna know the taxes
Do Rock got mansion? 30k to my moms
The hood turnt up, bitches, bottles, dope
beautiful?
So unusual
Life's a gas and it's running out
Living a cliche
Gonna seize the day
Bottle rockets and celebrate, celebrate, celebrate
Carpe diem,
perhaps you've never had the pleasure
It never rains in sunny Southern California homeboy
Never ever cross the wrong homeboy's path and expect to get
Pocket rocket put your boy in the grave
I'm an astronaut walking with a Drac
Moonwalking never creep in the day
Big Moonrock blow out your face
I'm down
the squad, nigga shots fired
Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (My niece)
Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (Drank)
Hit 'em if he cross the gun line
'em with lead
By the motherfuckin' bottle
Yeah, ah, all of my voices in me (yeah-ah)
All of my voices I hear (ah, I-I-I'm working on dying, BNYX)
mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"
Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired
to oochie wally
I gotta just roll a blunt
I'm getting these bottles popping
The feeling is jet lag
You gotta just check the mileage
Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh
Money
stuck a lot
Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songs
Drinking everything we could get our hands on
Learning 'bout right by doin' it wrong
Words of love when your heart is aching
(I will be) blue bonnet by the highway
I'll be everywhere and always
[Chorus: ]
Through my window, cross
model, role model
(I'm trying the best I can be)
I still be drowning on a cold bottle, cold bottle, cold bottle
(Sippin on my forty)
How can I pop open
Searching the bottom of this bottle
Tryna look for the devil
I got a problem
I think somebody needs to address
Smoking cigs by the pack
Prolly die from
on the highway cruising 100, and
I can’t
Stop now
Ridin’ in the winter with my top down
Diamonds flooded on my neck, girl don’t drown
Bought one too many bottles
Get myself together got some where special to go
And when I pull up to the function they greeting me as the goat
Pop the cork up off the bottle
Indigo okay, Embasin, whatever
Put that shit in overdrive, full throttle
Thrust it up
Way out in Oceanside, hundred bottles
Hundred sluts
Noise
of course
Who rides a horse in Nashville? I might
I got bicycles for the kids, tricycles for the babies
M-80s, bottle rockets, bottles in my pocket
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
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