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and started a gunfight

He's looking for trouble day by day
(For trouble, day by day)
Don't waste time, cute runaway
(You cute runaway)
He kept being
to some chick through a thick ghost of smoke,
Through a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke.

"Say girl you're hotter than the hinges hanging off
to some chick
Through a thick ghost of smoke, through a thicker haze of summer-comforting Coke

He'd say, "girl, you're hotter than the hinges hanging
singing oohhh ohh ohhh

She got a Trans Am with a trailer hitch
She got horses, cows, and Dixie Chicks
She goes honky tonking just for kicks

If that ain't
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
electricity
Way back in 1000 BCE - that's before the common era.
I can't be stopped, flow so sick that it should be mopped up
Chick's got a dixie cup, I
before electricity
Way back in 1000 BCE - that's before the common era.
I can't be stopped, flow so sick that it should be mopped up
Chick's got a dixie
happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted
Slims
Cancer stick, she no good for me, bitch make me sick
No, I’m not the one, I’m not the trick
I need a sister soldier, not a Dixie chick
No dairy
happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a n**** with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted
your lane
Stay in your lane

(Verse 2: you-God) 
The run-away train double the sting
Me and Edith stay beneath us
Flip like Batman and Bruce Wayne
phone
I don't give a fuck, though
Hand me a Dixie cup and a Red Bull
And I'mma mix it up with something special to make ya head go
Ooo wee ooo wee,