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what you've got, make them all believers
For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher

Kris Kristofferson - Help Me Make It Through The Night; Bob
Earl, whassup Mayne?
It's yo' potnah Short Dawg
You know we come a long way baby
From the ground up

Oh they love the way us players ball
No doubt,
the sky, 
Completely disappearing behind each bar.
Then a helicopter flew by. 

"Say hi to Earl and Edith. 
Tell'em I'm doing fine. 
Tell'em you're old
behind each bar,
Then a helicopter flew by.
"Say hi to Earl and Edith.
Tell 'm I'm doing fine.
Tell 'm it's time for them to let you go now,
They
This time around I'll never get bit
Though you really wanna fix me
This time around you're making me sick
Though you really wanna get me
By Earl Shackleford and Walter Egan

Impatience has got a hold you see
Our conversations are feeling old to me
A change of heart now I feel already
You don't see Brad Paisley sugar footin' like James Brown
(Hey I want to get in too)
Even the Dixie Chicks got their groove on and Earl's dead
But if
passing us by

Occasionally you have called for me
I've always tried to be there
But it seemed whenever my train pulled in
You never did really care
I really wanna stop but I just got the taste for it
I feel like I could fly with the boy on the moon
So honey hold my hand, you like making me wait
a bumber sticker on my car
Said honk if you've got groceries

I's just standing on a corner
And a cop came over, and asked me to break it up

Evel
rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y'all fake ass bitches
I ain't with the flooding on the 'gram I really fuck with you don't take my
I really wanna stop
But I just got the taste for it
I feel like I could fly with the boy on the moon
So honey hold my hand, you like making me
Too bad you caught me cheatin', but

Brenda got a big ole butt
I know I told you I'd be true
But Brenda got a big ole butt
So I'm leavin' you
This time around I'll never get bit
Though you really wanna fix me
This time around you're making me sick
Though you really wanna get me
cape?
Bitch I got it for a bargain at the neighborhood Target
Fangs are sharp and I hope you know
That all I really want from you is that throat
I can't
the place
That's why a smile's on my face
I got styles that you trace with haste but I'm too deep
Lots of the ladies I meet, I must be sweet
So I say hold
with her
nice brown tone, she got me slither
my girl tequila, a jump me you say so
I'll serve you what ever you pay for
her nickname Quevo, eighteen
the real world
And as for the little girl, and cousin named James Earl
They had to make ends meet, startin from scratch be	
While pops hold the cash, moms is
Nothing I can do
He's got a hold on me
And pretty soon he may
Have a hold on you

It could be my low resistance
And you can all be as smug as hell
fucking with X, but on some other shit
Why the fuck you fucking with X? You must be fucking with X
Go catch a chicken, fucking with me you goin' catch
enough to bury the big gray
Charlie look at me and said a grand to five
I said Charlie you're on let them feathers fly
It's Saturday night
On rooster hill
I need you, I know now
Nobody really loves me
Honey, honey, honey 
The way you do 

One more thing
I've changed girls in my life
As often as I
Ask me if I cry
I'll tell you why I can, come on

I'm gonna go hard whether I'm right or wrong
'Til the dead and gone, it's on
What y'all really
loosin control 
This girls
got a hold
I'm so
Caught Up
Really feelin it
Caught up 
I dont know what it is
But it seems she's got me twisted
I'm so
with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove