Lyrics:
If you're gonna play in Texas
You gotta have a fiddle in the band
That lead guitar is hot
But not for "Louisiana man"
So rosin up that bow for
If you're gonna play in Texas
You gotta have a fiddle in the band
That lead guitar is hot
But not for "Louisiana man"
So rosin up that bow for
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
the background
Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
Boy stop
stay in the village
Or risk it to benefit but
Have to move militant
If you're hatin', you're a child
You don't understand the Dax impact
And you won't
the
Instruments or get someone to play
It if I can't and the one
Time I sample for this album, it gets
Rejected, right before I have to turn
The album in i got
position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're
I'm gonna find my feet
Out in the middle of a big dance floor
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
I'm gonna find my feet
Out in the middle of a big dance floor
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
I'm gonna find my feet
Out in the middle of a big dance floor
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
to you is like
Two tittles in the middle
Of two digit's mine big and your's little
Or two fiddles playing in the
Middle of a marching band
One fiddle's
you're smiling now. OOH!
It might have been in County Down,
or in New York, in Gay Paree,
or even, London Town.
Hey! What difference does it make?
No
up, I'm gonna find my feet
out in the middle of a big dance floor.
When I hear that fiddle, wanna beg for more.
Wanna dance to a band from a Lousian'
selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being
on their team
I ball like the Celtics
I should have a ring
Lebron's just a prince
In Cleveland, I'm the king
If you want to make moves
Gotta holla
not regular
You play division, I play premier
You probably got lyrics, but I got many-er
DEV, I've got fans in Kenya
If you want a CD manna got ten 'ere
play me like a fiddle, motherfucker get your medicine (Ace in the hole, like yeah, I've always had your back)
And if I did you like you did for breaking
You just got played
Now if you want to play a player
You're gonna have to learn the game
Learn to play you can start today
And put that player down in
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
and fire sticks: that's Amazon
The Hustla a man that grind
If you Snow White I got it in
But you gotta spend or shorten ya short life
If you bought white,
your eyes and
If I come by and put my finger in your butt
You're the one
Tom: I think that Satan has
A couple of comments tom
Satan: Well kids, it's
rapper
I smack rappers and have smack to trap
When you rap your rap
If I'm lookin' in ya face
It's cause I'm fuckin'
Lookin' for a place to clap
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