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Brad Paisley Christmas (Brad Paisley) · A Country Tribute to Brad Paisley (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Brad Paisley Christmas (Brad Paisley) · A Tribute to Brad Paisley, Vol. 1 (The Country Dance Kings) · Pickin' on Brad Paisley (Pickin' On) · Karaoke Gold: All Songs in the Style of Brad Paisley (Dolly Parton) · Pickin' on Brad Paisley, Vol. 2 (Pickin' On) · Tribute to Brad Paisley (The Nashville Tribute Band) · Playlist: The Very Best of Brad Paisley (Brad Paisley) · A Tribute to Brad Paisley (The Country Dance Kings) – and 90 other albums »


a light weight
But if it gets 'em into the bed, then that's OK
Cause when I get them, I'm doin damage to that pussy hole
Not only do I fuck the body, but I
the depth of Nas, circa nine three
Mix the mind of Brad Jordan and Chuck D and find me
I spit with the diction of Malcolm or say a Bun B
Prevail through
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling
Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling
Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas
I walk
waitin', to see what I'm makin'
One more style gets taken, then I'ma be breakin'
If the patterns are causes, piano is soft 
But make it hard for you
But gettin' dissed by a foe is just a small thing
Rememberin' the time I was goin to a talent show
I saw my ex-partner who's now a foe, you know
Let the rhythm hit 'em

I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano

Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
Let the rhythm hit 'em

I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano

Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
my souls controlled by the late billy holiday, me and eric
Strung got all the way, rainy alarm with the charm of a nickel
As barm, then I sell you
butt mix like piano black and white keys
Took off all her clothes and told a nigga , eat me right please!
Think I didn't lick on that pussy till she
me how to play the piano and then

Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
Let the rhythm hit 'em

I'm the arsenal, I got artillery, lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm, then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet-proof vest,
The highest niggaz in the industry, 
40 Water you drunk as me? 
Anytime Numskull (then lets get keyed) 
(we the drunkest niggaz in the industry)
me how to play the piano and then

Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
me how to play the piano and then

Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
me how to play the piano and then

Every summer I was out in south ben
Grandpops a bartender at a country club
Me and my cousins from grand rapid
something you not- and don't lie to me
Ebony and Ivory
Keys on my piano playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away
Easy
the black steel 
And my friends make suggestions... 
That I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question 
If I die by the trigger of a misled
niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
if it is, gone speak the truth
Please don't tell 'em wrong 'cause if you do, then you know you through
Bitches I'ma grown ass man makin' grown man