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Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind (George Strait) · Best of the Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind (George Strait) · Fort Worth, Dallas or Houston (George Hamilton IV) · Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir Superset [Light] (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind (George Strait) · Anything Worth Doing Is Worth Overdoing (Pretty Maids) · Si On Chantait Plus Fort (Patrick Fiori) · Sexe Fort [France] (Patricia Kaas) · Le Monde Tourne Fort (Vincent Vallières) – and 90 other albums »


Fort Worth jail

I'm so glad I found me 'cause with your love to surround me
I got a handle on a better point of view
And I wanna thank you, baby
And my
here,
But it hasn’t moved in years,
I’m breaking up inside

[Chorus]
Hang on to your girl,
'Cause this is an unfriendly world

Birthday cards from
is worth, yeah.
Not in the books did I find,
But by searching my mind, yeah.

I don't condemn, I don't convert.
This is the calling, have you
in Fort Worth tell me how I'm brave
Little do you know I almost lost you yesterday 

'Cause who I am 
Is who you want me to be
But I'm havin'
the gettin's good, gettin' mine, represent the hood
Try to hold me back that one time, but I'm to the good
want to see me locked in a cell, throw away the key
your name and face
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
And I will rejoice in your fall from grace
With a cane to the sky, like, "None shall
the public won't digest in its ears?
Well I don't care. I?m rolling on spares
On the road surpassing obstacles that?s there
And I swear I?ll hold down the fort
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night 
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight 
So I
ball
I'm defining my own sense of worth
I want to bathe my soul in the light
As religion finds me immersed
Destitution knows me by name
While
the f*** back 
Damn, the pressure's gettin' hot and heavy 
and yeah, I'm gettin' sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy 

But now he's got
Konichiwa bi*ches
Konichiwa bi*ches

What up, what up, these n****z suck?
They can't hold a fort, better hold that thought, be
If I can't get it off,
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night 
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight 
So I
go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin hot and heavy
and yeah, I'm gettin sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy
But now he's
and probably go right the fuck back
Damn, the pressure's gettin hot and heavy
and yeah, I'm gettin sweated by your homey in the blue and white Chevy
But now
Lyrically I can't be fucked wit, wit a pen
Bitches say there pussy's hurt again, by that nigga Ren
I'm nigga fine like them do for self soldiers
street niggaz
It was the moment
When I regreted missing school
(Next, next)
But I swear on hearing that sergeant
Who was not worth tuppens
It was a dirty trick that
down the street, and I'm lookin fly-hy 

I'm lookin fly 

Walk on by 

Walk on by 



Trick Daddy 

Yes sir 

I wear my pants hanging off
And when the message had meaning
But now (echoes) there's too much anxiety
It's like a socialist Activist 
Up in the Capitalist society and where I'm living
"make it worth my while"
I'm 'bout to empty out the ATM
She doin' tricks that make a nigga wanna' spend
Girl you know you got me fascinated
Just keep
Bad Tony and the ball drop
In the 'nile, I'm banging niggas for slot time
Hurry up duke I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you looking at?
By
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
I'm worth nine hundred God damn I spent a hundred
But that's rap money, when trappin that cash nothin
I'm internet surfin', tourin' grillin'
and I'm VinRock. 
I'm holdin' down the fort around my block 
I reign in this game jackin'other people's props 
Many crews only stress me 
Petty fools
riding mighty clean
Worth 20 million but whoever woulda thought
Worth 20 million boy you better be a boss
Walk up in the club she know what I'm about
by a gypsy

I'll one day walk into shots drunk off Champagne from Sicily
This be the drama, I'm a pause like a comma
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