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Honey I'm Gone: A Tribute to Shania Twain (Hutchinson, Hutch) · An All-Star Tribute To Shania Twain (Tiffany) · Shania Twain (Shania Twain) · The World's Greatest Shania Twain Tribute (Hutchinson, Hutch) · An All Star Tribute to Shania Twain (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Shania Twain (Shania Twain) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) – and 90 other albums »


Last Christmas I went up in niceville, for a little vacation,and ah, boy I love Shania Twain, boy I tell you what,she makes me hornier than a retard
appeal
Can't wait till I get her home
Yeah

She's incapable
Of being difficult
Down to earth-able
Biodegradable
Shania Twain
Ain't got a dad blang thing
impalas to swap meets
Trying to take this rap game to another level
On point like the crease on my khakis gaffel the devil
Bow down to the one who's
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back

Yes, I guess I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill
Did he
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I
suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254

Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I
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
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 going down
'Til
really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
And dancing cheek to cheek

Ain't going down
hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't
done turn red

We used to judge a man 
By the shake of his hand
And his honor and his honesty
Never knocked him down when he stood his ground
Hook:
One of these days
And it won't be long
You'll look for me
And I'll be goin' home
Gotta hold on
Gotta be strong
'cause people don't live that
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back

Yes, I guess I loved him too
I can still see him in my mind climbin' that hill
Did he
Avalon
In the countryside in England
With your red robe danglin' all around your body free
Let your red robe go.
Goin' ridin' down by Avalon
Would you
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me
When I drove into that parking lot
For the first time peepers round was on the dot
By the stink of that cop, ain't got a lot
Well we were lookin' for
Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red"
But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is
Road trip to New Orleans
Or gettin' married in Vegas
Sunsets down on the sand
Lettin' loose and goin' crazy
Somewhere, somebody tonight is falling in
once I ain't going again
First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
An homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
I smell somethin' fishy man
me when I was out in the trap or when I was goin'
Through one of our episodes, only god knows, what I go through so I get down
On my knees, sometimes
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I
around and get ape
Top down,slipped on co-run they none
Every (cisscrack) cane ain't no fun
Black cop white cop
Fuck the colour of skin make sure he