Lyrics:
we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off
a little steam?"
Now I'd never seen the matches before
And by the time we reached that arena door
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back and everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
a thousand circles
A man hit me
Saying that he’d be here in a minute
All I’ve got to do is wrap it
And bring it down to the rented
By now, it’s a little past
kick HIYA
2 2 3 Shells flying by ya
Cold world I stay wit that fire
True shit no liar
I'm the new Mixtape Messiah
I keep that heat by my side cause its
and the things I do
It was meant to be
I was made for you
Open the door to my heart, it's stopped
And I'm shocked....
[CHORUS:]
[3:]
Surrounded by
bag up
seal up
back door
maxo ay
maxo huh
maxo ay
maxo huh
Hook - PH4DE & Maxo Kream
First instrumental I wrote to was Jeezy
Limewire my DJ, mp3,
I got
Tomatoes on the vine, elderberry wine
Last week's clothes dryin' on the line
Momma in the kitchen, daddy down the hall
Bourbon on the table, Jesus
left she said, "Come back again"
I watched them lonesome boxcar wheels
Turnin' down the tracks out of town
And it's on that lonesome railroad track
an abortion pill
Mabr3 on the daily ,but monnim s3 dabi dabi s3 mewu ahh morgue ago chill
They tried to break me down but I'm harder than a steel
Wogyaw me wo
1 pump 2 pump 3 pump 4
Tighten neon laces then we out the door
Late 80s style fashion block party what's happening
Bucket hat rope chain track suit
Twins (repeat 3x)]
Fuck that one
I got my Nina gun pistol!
Down on they brain
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass
heads just by being vocal
Like Mortal Kombat, when I come up on the track
I'm taking these heads, finna place them on the rack
Like Mortal Kombat, when I
one (Ahh)
Used to get on the bus
Turn a plane to a bus (Ahh)
You know we ain't for none
We at your door, Pizza Hut (Ahh)
Click-clack, nigga, run
Thought
There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging
In the shadow of my cabin
And it roamed the velvet valley till today
But I tracked it by the river
And I
"3rd place is everything
C'mon, I'll show you"
Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down
cum and cry bitch, now I wonder why
These faggots- knocking down the door
Dad shows up- clocked, they hit the floor
Stand- do they want some more
Y'all
marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Three
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three
fucked her, won't call her back
Cause I'm busy making a track
I be holding it down, letting her come around
And I be breaking her back
I be breakin' her
back down
All the ones that used to hate me
How does karma sound?
All these rappers think they're hot
I'll have to calm them down like
1 gone, 2 gone, 3
fuckin McLaren
Push to start open the doors fire it up and hop in
Steady cruising down the back streets
Running up the racks like a motherfuckin track
and bust it down to the ground!
Open the door, Richard!
But I hate to be caught out on the street like this cause I got class I ain't never used yet.
But
Stole the dinner and freaked
It to the freeway flipped the screenplay
And made every love scene a three-way
Sound track recorded here in Minnesnowda
she said, "Come back again."
I watched them lonesome boxcar wheels
Turnin' down the tracks out of town
And it's on that lonesome railroad track
I'm
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