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ghetto pass throughout the south stay good, yeah
Ridin candy red, I'm on that south braised wood, yeah
Pull up to the curb, break 'em off and rake hoods,
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
Come see us, don't
Flies in the buttermilk, two by two...
Files in the sugar bowl, shoo, shoo, shoo...
[Chorus]
Little red wagon painted blue...
Going to Texas, two
on the dance floor in deep East Texas, she was the bell of the ball
He had a oil baron's son givin' him a run for her hand in marriage to call
So he took
the moon, by the fire, making things real hot
Man, I just can't get enough
Making me sweat sitting here on the back of my truck
Sure makes a good man think
I'm crawling to Texas to rest by her tomb
I'm crawling to Texas to rest by her tomb
Dreams can make beggar men rich but wishes make cowboys fall off in
to get me by
Come on text me, Texas
Before you turn off your phone
I'm a wreck and I'm restless
Got a feelin' that you're not alone
Yeah it's breakin' my
Gone To Texas
Well I’ve gone to Texas baby
With my guitar by my side
I gone to Texas baby
With my guitar by my side
I’m gonna find me
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
a red flag
Also mama said she'll be there by 7:45 probably 7:55 but whatever (Yessir bloc)
That's a red flag
Big ugly bitch make sure you listen to every
lookin' like an extra
Different color chess pieces hangin' from my necklace (bleh)
Stones too heavy, give me red neck, Texas
I cover it with scarves in
She closed the door as she entered the room
Long legs and red lips the smell of perfume
Charlotte was more than plain words could describe
Hold me
Well I came home from work and found you in bed
Under the covers with some little red head
My mama tried to warn me, I guess it's really true
God painted the bluebonnets in the fields,
By a tough little scrub oak, on an east Texas hill.
And he plucked the star from a lone star sky,
the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy
You better lace up your best dancin shoes
Come see us, don't
Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 inches just
diner
Up by Lake Isabella
Well I've had giant steaks out in Texas, true story
Clam chowder, by the San Fran bay
I'm had a full english out in London
but
diner
Up by Lake Isabella
Well I've had giant steaks out in Texas, true story
Clam chowder, by the San Fran Bay
I'm had a full English out in London
But
swing
We can climb the Eiffel tower in Paris, Texas
Rock Rock City in Tennessee
Rollin' down the road, you and me
Just chasin' that red white blue
don't give a fuck, bout the things you accomplish
I live in Texas, where we got snakes by the dozens
Truth be told, I only like three of my cousins.
Momma
I get Texas Chainsaw Massacre
You will get Freddy Krueger part 6 and
Final Destination part 3
Trust me I'll push your wig back
This ain't a fair clash
Up affiliator strictly rollin' red
Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn heads
I've been watched by parole, task force, and by the feds
'cause they
six beers at Jordan Lake
I miss flights back to Raleigh, but hate them red eyes
Getting picked up by mama, seeing her surprised
Can't help driving
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