Lyrics:
A little George Strait just might be the way to throw down a Friday night
Girl, if you and Me are gonna do country
Let's Do Country Right
Drink a little
losing track of time
Hell, I don't care if you don't mind
'Cause there ain't no rush with you by my side
So baby, do you think you'll let me lay you
It's a cold world, homie, It's a damn shame
Damn strait, can't change ever if your plans made
Sick of sitting with the wrong face all day
False state,
yourself, St. George is on his way
Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra?
Is he wearing a familiar face?
Does he still live below Seventh Avenue
In
ya'll got to hear
I'mma tell you like George Bush told me,
Fuck ya'll niggas, I'm out of here
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you could you would get rid of me
What
[Repeat: x2]
It's plain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for life
[Chorus]
For life we gonna be niggas
Fuck the world it's
Give me your tired and your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
Icebreaker!
I know a silent nation in dislocation
Frustration from
I've gotta be
But you know what I need
When this life has got me moving at the speed of sound
Only you can turn me around
Baby, you're my slow
blown
My adversaries cry like hoes
Open and shut like doors
Is you a friend or foe?
Nigga, you ain't know?
They got me stressed out on Death Row
blown
My adversaries cry like hoes
Open and shut like doors
Is you a friend or foe?
Nigga, you ain't know?
They got me stressed out on Death Row
along
You said it will be lonely so the world must have it wrong
Down the strait and narrow though I walk it on my own
(I'm on my own on my own)
Oh My
you was with some hoe!
Maybe I'll fold
It's that black cheetah
Smoking gold Doja
Saw me on my path ain't switching over
I can't even see strait I ain't
either you don't know what you're missing
Lots of people just hate it here
But for me that's just not the case
And being with her, in Oklahoma
That's my
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
Zimmerman, when I see you, you gotta burn
Murder one, now tell me what you know about it
My niggas share that knowledge, show me how to go about it
I'm
Murder one, now tell me what you know about it
My niggas share that knowledge, show me how to go about it
I'm still flossin' like I'm Meechie nigga
Blowin'
and battle scars
Ask Johnny if he’ll help me write a tune
I know the day will come when my time down here is done
I just hope it won’t be someday soon
‘Cause
may be cruel
Just do what you suppose to do
Dont follow what the others do it wont be easy
But daddy knows best booc believe me
Raising children even
of me filling my diaphragm
Hold up a minute I think that they testing me, I know the recipe rest in me
I told the homies, invest in me, get all this
beni mu syrup
Damn! can't get enough
You no be Justin Skye but you know what's up
Can I call you to the bar?
Me I won't Judge(George) you toba wo Buba
gotta get it together, how we ain't kill him yet?
He need to get killed expeditiously
That's how T.I. would've said it if he was me
I know bigger words
Strait up (Uh uh oh)
I know dat she want me for my love
I know dat she want me for my money too
I know dat she want me for my love (Uh)
I know dat
Hey you, Whats up, what's happenin
It's Wes and i'm talkin in rap again
Is it too late, am I too strait, is it my fate
To move weight, can you relate
crowded
back up chump better give me ten pases
gonna let you know who's runnin' this stage
it's Kid a dope crowd pleaser
been dancin' since my hightop
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