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Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · A Tribute to Garth Brooks [Cleopatra] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The World's Greatest Garth Brooks Tribute (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · Roots of Garth Brooks (Johnny Paycheck) · Garth Brooks & the Magic of Christmas (Garth Brooks) · Hats Off to Garth Brooks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Garth Brooks (John Sawyer) · Garth Brooks Tribute (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Pickin' on Garth Brooks (Pickin' On) – and 90 other albums »


caller ID
I'd take her call immediately
Ten Thousand Angels couldn't get me off of that line
Garth Brooks called dang near a hundred times
But I was
they found out
That you and and your god
Had another love
The brook became angry
And changed to a river
Rushing so madly along
A soft summer breeze
tomorrow 
To receive a call 
By the overweight garth brooks 
Who would then try to offer me 
Like a hundred thousand dollars 
Just for me to go the fuck
Roy Acuff Minnie Pearl Eddy Aronld Johnny Cash Willie Nelson
Randy Travis Garth Brooks Reba McIntire Whispering Bill Anderson
Whispering Bill Anderson?
The trees that children climb today are made of iron and steel
Golden grain knows no summer rain when it falls or asks for fields
Girl next door went
Just like George Jones and one of his gold plated chrome tin microphones
Well the only time that I ever got booed is when I busted a rap by the 2 Live
to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too
to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too
to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Ha ha ha ha, and just say "Look"

This rap game, this rap game
I
startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, and just say "Look"

[Chorus]
shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth
the President is sainted by the Pope;
I wanna be there in an age that offers more than hope

Every day's a holiday and I'll be there
Every song's a song
of a place that he has for hell
The heat in the summers are hundred and ten
Too hot for the devil, too hot for men
The red pepper grows upon the banks
Of the AM Radio

The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played
the President is sainted by the Pope;
I wanna be there in an age that offers more than hope
Every day’s a holiday and I’ll be there
Every song’s a song
f**k with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side
testify
Who's that girl? You let me lie
All summer night, reachin' for nine
On stand by, all at a time
You get high, and you testify

I got a text
(Clip of old radio broadcast: 
[sung]KHJ Los Angeles! 
[spoken] "Portions of today's programming are reproduced by means of electrical
ass by a distance

You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
Your like them West side niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
Them by 9's be
to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Ha ha ha ha, and just say "Look"

This rap game, this rap game
I
D.C., Tampa, Chicago
Dallas, Memphis, Detroit and L.A.
So call in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker
That's 1-800-,High-as-a-MOTHERFUCKER!!

DOCTOR DOCTOR!
the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimpin'
It 'tis what it seems
That thing imprintin' through the seams of my jeans, by all means
Lost it all, from lives
a big head later Mr. Lease Split Wig
Fucked around nigga 15, I spend
22's with the shoes, five T.V.'s
PlayStation with that DVD
Smoked out tent no need
your wake at
Eight maniac cats strapped with gats, you can hate that
Face facts, fake rap cats
Can't take back what I took back to the Brook, look
the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just