Lyrics:
of the motherfuckin' tracks
That's no lie Bubba, that's the way of life 'round here
Got a problem then we fuckin' scrap
Hillbillies on the front porch bumpin' our
he?
Is he in your backyard or on your front porch?
Or standing in the corner of the club with the blunt torched? It's off
They say he rhyme like he
he?
Is he in your backyard or on your front porch?
Or standing in the corner of the club with the blunt torched? It's off
They say he rhyme like he
the whole hood missin' them smiles
I'm a Set baby, 1300 block ass nigga
You can tell from my walk to my style
I ain't really hop off the porch 'til a nigga
(it's right)
New clothes in my wardrobe yeah I do by daily steak (yeah)
A lot of bitch in my front porch, I kept the erotic dreams
(Verse 2: Dhelly)
I'm
Panasonic
A God complex
Yo! The Places You'll Go
Made me Adonis
A herculean
Yatties
On the Dewayne Johnson
Paid sponsoring
Getting love
By top
might bring a dozen roses
Sayin' yes ma'am as he poses
Then he brings you back by god knows when
You see, that don't make him country
He's just lying
an ounce, while you running ya mouth
I'm loading the guns... Who running the South?
I'm on ya porch, knocking at ya front door
I got my money right nigga,
yeah ('64 Impala)
Well, we ain't tryna hurt nobody man, we just (Lord)
You might just catch us dippin' though
Say, where you goin', man?
My God, say
place and
It’s 2am on your front porch steps
You just smile and let me in
Give in, give in to the relapse.
And that rush, oh it comes right back.
place and
It’s 2am on your front porch steps
You just smile and let me in
Give in, give in to the relapse.
And that rush, oh it comes right back.
And I’ll
dust and making noise
Across a homemade finish line now lost and gone away
Remember that old dog we used to have
Laying on the front porch when it
of a 'Lac
With a latch on the back of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, till he's off balance
And I'm back in the front of the front
Sometimes I sit on my
Front porch swing
Just soaking up the day
I think to myself, I think to myself
This world is a beautiful place
I have been blessed
take it you can make it
Had to grow up jump off the Porch and take my talents to Los Angeles
Raise net worth connect network through the Carolinas
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Little baby Jesus on the front porch
Yeah he's just by your door
Waiting on your doorstep
Christmas isn't coming early
It comes just on time
Let's
Sometimes I sit on my
Front porch swing
Just soaking up the day
I think to myself, I think to myself
This world is a beautiful place
I have been blessed
for
And each night they spent talking on the front porch swing
Like it came straight out of a movie scene
But one night she stepped out as the sun
of a 'Lac
With a latch on the back of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, till he's off balance
And I'm back in the front
crazy
I pulled up in her front porch
Put that thing in sport and take her for a spin
Now catch me in em 300 in a Benz switching lanes
Innovative
Bitch I'm loyal to the soil
Grandma house smell like oil
Anointed By the greatest priest
Smell that chicken in the grease
The age of 9 I'm off
off the porch and now I'm really in that water like tap
Beat her from the front then from the side then from the back
Yea yea
Choppa so heavy thinking
other than druggies, yeah
(Aww yeah)
Dixie Flag on the front porch (What?)
Country boy hotter than the tip
Of a damn blow torch fuck a Rolls Royce
I'd
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