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Stompin' Grounds

Canaan Smith

Bronco

2015

if she's still around and not goin' steady
If she hasn't changed her name by now
Mayne we can settle down, start a future
Back in our stompin' grounds

scrub
But I make her scrub the ground (scrub the ground)
Straight up out that Norf Norf
Make your bitch my stomping ground (stomping ground)

(Norf)

hometown faces
Beneath these guitars late at night
These was stompin' grounds once upon a time
Now it's all glam and flashy
I guess I'm old school goin' down

If yo hoochie feelin choosy told her vote here
Only put my trust in god cuz that's the man I fear
I got the call when I lost Mari and start dropping

gettin' by, a better guy
She 'bout to spread her wings and you just gotta let her fly
You know you can't control a Gemini, that's facts
She like, "Shh,

and sandals?
My handle, is young Mac Dre
Silky Slim, is my AKA (Ugh)
And you know that Bay is my Rompin' grounds
I mean stompin' grounds
But I like the way

Watch Out

De La Soul

Duck Season, Vol. 1

2002

the joint
Gamma ray artist, I'll two piece your Tracy
If she want to get bent, we bring her to the tent
Touch her 'til her back indents
Wrap it extra

the joint
Gamma ray artist, I'll two piece your Tracy
If she want to get bent, we bring her to the tent
Touch her 'til her back indents
Wrap it extra

Ain't No Tellin'

Mac Dre

Ain't No Tellin'

Rompin' grounds
I mean stompin' grounds, but I like the way Rompin' sounds
So I'ma keep it Romp-related
And if it ain't down with the Romp, I hate it

think he'll survive this
She's beating on his chest trying to revive him
There's tears in her eyes but she has to hide them

Jaden's blaming himself,

Redneck Roses

Tracy Byrd

No Ordinary Man

1994

(Tracy Byrd/Byron Hill)

Not so long ago
On his way home from work
He'd stop by the side of the road
Step out of that old beat up Ford
That he

old book of Psalms 
I’m an Angel...Shyan Adonai Selah
Anointed by the king of the Six Pointed Star 
It’s like Marvin when he sing “What’s Goin On”

immortal hand painted lines
On Bengal tiger skin
Or made the flowers grow while
Death played the violin
My old stompin' grounds aren't
The same environment

It's crazy to push through the daily after Hazy
To not be flaky, like a 3 from Tracy McGrady
Shaky, trying not to crash like an old lady
Playing

Anthem

Kutt Calhoun

Black Gold

2013

every other rookie dancer looking so bitter
They call her Diamond she the kind to get that old nigga
Tricking off that mortgage money in the back

an awesome motley crew
Knuckles, Tails, and Amy too
They waste no time
When they hit the ground runnin'
Pickin' up golden rings by the dozen

Hell-spawned