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Chevy Van

Eric Church

Caldwell County

2011

and took me by the hand
She's gonna love me in my Chevy van
And that's alright with me

Yeah I put her out
In a town that was so small
You could throw

lift her hand up, (Ay, ay, ay, ay)
And start feeding me grapes. (Yeah)
Rewarded by diamonds (Ay, ay, ay)
These chances I take.
Choppa, it sing like 070

hardened
He said This House I Shall Live
So right there my sins have been pardoned
It's mercy
Because we're sinners saved by grace
If not, smell it like

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

she's there if I'm in need
While I'm at shows getting tempted by girls that are on their knees
You know I'm only a teen, it's like my eyes started

like it's euchre
Locked in a spiritual cell, look for the keys like I'm Buddha
Really blessed by the Lord, the Holy Spirit my tutor
My old self

Drip so cold I'm on subzero
Freeze my Vans so icy icy
UFO I came with lightening
There be no one like me like me
Flow so sick I kill politely
Someone

the wave
My niggas will probably have this on blast on they way riding to Plains
Said that i'd be on TV, they looked like I was insane
Now its audition after

I act like I'm crazy, I'm moody and lazy 
cnd all I can say is it's the moon 
I dance by the fire and I never get tired 
cs I breathe in the cedar

a selling drugs boy
I been traveling across the globe reason that it's spinning boy
Pockets gettin fat look like the pillsbury dough boy
Living life fast some

I'm Back

Mya

Beauty & the Streets: Mixtape, Vol. 1

2009

high) Mo money mo problems
They say that's how it is when you live like a boss.
(like a boss) You see I've been goin' on ma grind
For sometimes

will make them die
Can't stop me that seat is mine
Go tell the ladies kiss the cook I'm like a chef the beef is frying
If I take an L it's by design if

I'm Real, What Are You?

Paul Wall

Get Money, Stay True

2007

'm gettin' money stayin' true, chasin' paper what it do,
I'm a real motherfucker what are you? (what are you)

I'm grindin' like a rotor, and I'm postin'

it
Coz yow, this body has one eye but with a pro vision
I don't need no practice to rap like this
I don't need no verdict just give me my peace
And I

Chevy Van

Waylon Jennings

Hangin' Tough

1987

end to end
A dirt road main street, she walked off in barefeet
It's a shame I won't be passing through again

Like a picture she was laying there

it up like a cyclone I Could pull any bitch that my eyes On

These niggas be hating with eyes Closed
Draining me just like my iPhone

Found a new bitch

a whole team

take it out, king of trash,
all this ass,
all around
the drip that you lack
what’s it like to be the
jake paul,
logan paul,
1 mil, underage

city run
They promised me the world that's what I got
'Cause Texas is a world all of its own
It takes a lifetime to drive from Eastland to Van Horn
He

P
And what I have on my platters mad fatter
Than the average rapper who likes to blabber jibber-jabber
It's hard refraining from being so entertaining

So I don't drink like I used to. I don't smoke pot either. I stopped in 86, but I went to school. I smoked a lot of pot. People are like, Paul, did

it and heard what they telling
Come out to be true man I had hella faith
Same foot different shoe I'm surrounded by snakes
Wouldn't do it to you I

goes......

safe as fuk, i've took an acid and loads of times, it's made my arms stretch three times longer than they normally are, i feel like i can fly up in

Shh)
Sippin' lean like Paul Wall, I might just put a grill in (yeah)
Boy, go get yo pompoms, chillin' with the bitches (chillin' with the bitches)
You

you my game, shawty throw panties up onto the stage
Watchin' you idiots break yo' legs, I'm enjoy it like I'm Poirier
pussy be thinkin' you're killin'

Chris Paul i am Mr go Hard
You boys just soft
And everybody know what I drink
So a nigga never cough
And a niggas never snitch like
A nigga never golf