Lyrics:
outlaw women down on
Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
the way
Stop thinking
You’ve got
Better bars to spray
You know I’m fixed
I don’t do that shit
Its stinking up the joint
You’re not two legit
You should
that you and her dont get along
See this more than just a song
Some of these niggas is dead wrong
Or maybe I just care too much about the kids who get
'm turning off of real life, drivin', that's right
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires
I sit back and think about them good ol' days
The way we were
to drive around in that old beat-up Jeep with the top down
I want to drive real slow on our way back home
Listen to the change in the ashtray and Strait
will forever remain
These are the ways I feel
Maybe I don't just find myself in a good mood sometimes
But a message from you each day keeps me in a real
better make way
How in the fuck you gonna tell
This man not to be violent?
Cause he don't need to go the
Same route that I went
Been there, done that, aw
you do you I think to
Myself truthfully I can only feel later
Some people say that I’m rude
But I don’t give a
Damn if she if he if them or they say
I
through hell
There comes a time when you've got to slow down
That's what we doing now, we
Chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George
through hell
There comes a time when you've got to slow down
That's what we doing now, we
Chillin' on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George
Coltrane
Yes, sir, and no, ma'am, and don't give a damn
Sounds like it's a perfect fit
So don't feel bad, I won't get mad
If I hear you talk a little shhh
I
didn't see you and I didn't see you and we didn't see a thing
Hey Ray by the way do you leave that hundred bucks you owe me
I don't know what you
My Old Man'
Written by: Wes Shipp
He had a Florida Gators hat
Stood about 5 foot 8
And he loved Merle, Willie and Old George Strait
He drank his
to ask you a chance
to get what I want
to get what I want
It's not about I'm fool
We're talking about changes you do
to my legs
to my soul
through my
times we all
Get to live this life
That's one, don't waste it
You'd be way more successful with
Dax on your playlist
'Cause I rap about motivation, which
outlaw women down on
Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole
what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks
And park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait
Real late dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't
dancing
Just ain't what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
talkin' like that nigga paid?"
Take off my carti's so you
Can look at my face
Listen closely to what I'm about to say
I don't give a fuck that he made
I
and heartbreakingly tragic catastrophe
Yo piscadoro mister guero pistolero
Why you ain't got no trabajo but you still got that dinero
cnd I swear bro I dont know I
(I'ma be good without you)
If you felt the way I feel
I bet you'd be in as good a mood as I am
But you don't, 'cause you just feel like you
I've had
say their name!
One way or another
Gonna make you feel our pain
Open up your eyes
Open up your mind
You gonna be surprised
At the truth that you find
We
jim
Wait a minute...i think I like that dance better than...
What are you talkin' about, creep?
What I'm talkin' about is you've been in this killer
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