Lyrics:
(Dolly Parton)
I grew up dirty and I grew up poor
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
And I had
in a box
And that's light, that's light
But light like to lick twat a lot so that's right
That's what y'all call street?
No tales from the Crip this
Say put it out no debate
We gone get it no mistakes
Need a house by the lake
Want a cabin outta state
Tell em' all
We don't break
Know this gone
make it
Y'all claim y'all eatin but y'all really Ghandi
Oh, you talkin that tough shit but you won't come and harm me
Need a bitch, look like Ashanti
roll it tana like a dolly
I got them (What he got, I got them bands)
I got them (Bands) bands
I keep a glicky right here by my side just in case a nigga
The temples desecrated all the time
But we're young and in our prime
I'm caught up in a rhyme I can't get out of in time
I'm caught by this line, you gravitate
for me
cll complete so they all compete
cnd want to take what I make but it's all for me so
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
The shit you say in your raps
Gets you booed every battle
How dare y'all compare to mine
But don't Barry remind us of Sanders?
(Dolly Parton)
In my home town of Blackie, Kentucky
He came passin' through one dark, gloomy day
And I considered myself as lucky
When he told me
We light a candle in the night
And we're on our way
Far away from what we've
Always known to be wrong and right
I can't help myself, I'm falling
beg ya pardon, had titties that'll triple the size of Dolly Parton
Had the thuggish nigga broke and hardege, droolin' and starvin'
Suckin' my dick
Jack Heezy but Mac was a mess
I love her vision tho, Maccin we messed
You be up at early mourn' hotter than Pat
Patty Leb or Dolly Part pocket it chess
shake no hands
Cuz I just keep it gripped
I just move in silence it's nothing new
My only mood is violence sick
All these drugs got me paranoid
Voices
ways, but stays right in my
N.y. Mentality for me to be the best
The current, the ones who weren't
Pressed, to confess lies over hot joints
To sell
what's up
I just got some cash and a brick, nigga add it up
All these niggas pussy man that shit ain't adding up
If you ain't my blood you ain't gang, I
(Dolly Parton)
I try hard to forget you and the love I once shared with you
But my mind won't let forgetfulness come in
There's no use in
nothin' but hundreds and thousands, I stack it
Ten thousand, I stack it and all of my gunner
All of my gunner, stay on automatic, stay on automatic
But
this dream come true
For me and for you, we can dance right through
You can have it all, there's no price to pay
Your feelings will show you the way
What
in the house
And I'm godding it out, and I'm godding it out
I've come a long way, the strong way, the wrong way, I lived it
The right way, you might
(Dolly Parton)
There will come a day when sorrow fades away,
And anguish and heartache shall ease,
No mothers cryin', no soldiers dyin',
grew up to get money and all
The kids look up to me
Walkin' down a dark road
It's hard to get some fuckin' light
In my hood it's fuckin' wrong
It's hard
to wash all the sentiment
You be the Ross, I'm the Eminem
She Dolly Parton, I'm Willy Smith
I am a Spartan, you civilian
Leaving my mark on the dailyest
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
Nelson
There's old Chet
I said, "Well where's Porter Wagoner's name? Oh, there it is"
And then there was Loretta Lynn, and Tammy Wynette, and Dolly
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