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town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
and let 'em roll
Be as cool as ice
Keep your mind a mystery
Runnin' hot 'n' cold
She's more than money
She's 14 Karat Gold

If you get hit by the bug
town came by
With a bellyfull of liquor and the devil in their eye
And they said, "Old man, you're way out'a style
You don't play Rock N' Roll"
Well,
[2x]

Ohh, I'm that history I'm that block
I'm that lifestyle I'm that spot
I'm that kid by the number spot
That's my past that made me hot
Here's
unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one syllable, it's the end cause the game's tired
It's the same vibe, Good Times had right after James died
That's why
To hear a little four piece band

There's a dog house bass and a kid on the drums
And a guitar picker just as hot as they come
Up steps a man with a bow
be 'till the day I die, 
C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes, 
She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots.
She can dance
to walk the night,
Like a fallen angel
I'm blinded by the light
Caught up in a fever running hot 'n' cold,
Need a sweet young woman to satisfy my soul
a fallen angel
I´m blinded by the light
Caught up in a fever running hot ´n´ cold
Need a sweet young woman to satisfy my soul

Let me love you
Served by a cruelin' fighting
Five nights of horror and of bleeding
Broke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate
And the stabbin', it's
War
the college
They were having a good time...
(we were in alburquerque for a couple of days)
But these girls thought they were hot shit
'n wouldn't pooch the guys
back up to this soldier boy and I said
"Soldier boy, is he, is Mr Garfield?" and he said, "Yeah, he's gone"

Gonna lay him by that cold lonesome branch
the feeling,
Music gave ya back in the day?"

Let's groove,
September,
Earth, Wind and Fire.
Hot Pants by James,
Sly's gonna take you higher.

Minor keys
lonesome ground down low
Gonna lay him in that cold lonesome ground

Well they laid the President by that long cold branch Mr Garfield's been laid down
like tom brady
And even when the weather outside gets cold
Ima stay on patrole to keep my bill fold swoll

[Chorus: Marty James]
Even when its cold
to maintain your course
Through the potholes and gravel
Hot holes and what-have-you, tryin to clock dough
Foes tryin to pop shots through you by code
Pigs
hot
Here's my life long anthem
Can't forget about you
(Can't forget about, can't forget about you)

Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one
I'm sorry!
Fuck I look like hating on a R'n'B nigga
I am R'n'B nigga
Let you niggas get hot for a minute
But I be hot for a century
Let you niggas get
Tell the ozone I'm sorry!
Fuck I look like hating on a R'n'B nigga
I am R'n'B nigga
Let you niggas get hot for a minute
But I be hot for a century
go

Was it cold nights that made me cold
Do the stress increase my hunger
Tell a lie then make a promise
Fish like a man niggafish, hit nigga this
I remember n****
Boosie Bad Azz
I remember n****
I remember n****

Now I remember everything
From them cold night on the block
I remember
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
[Chorus]
Damn, damn, damn James

Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean, leaning checking out the scene
Gangsta boys bligga's lit, riding out talking
champs de coton
J'imaginais de mon cocon
Les coups, le sang, les temps boueux
J'avais mal en fermant les yeux

The hard work in the cotton fields
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