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float with the drifters
By and by we'll dive down and make a great escape
We'll find out how much we lost our way
Sun in our eyes can't blink
Holding our

Desperate-Rado

Kid Rock

The Polyfuze Method

1993

Back in the mother fuckin saddle
My six shooter strapped and I'm lookin for a battle 
Out on the plains I'm just a loner
My saddle horn rubs right

anymore
Uh uh, baby
Mm, listen
Say I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own, whoa

So if you see me, walk on by

drip on me
Like whoa yeah whole gang out of your league
Mother fucka don't play with me, I flex, yeah
Cutting the grass so low I could see the snakes

'm a star 
She rub that nana while I twist up a cigar 
She P-popping on a handstand 
For that nooky gotta tap the cookie jar

She say she love me longtime

gon lay right by my side and hear me out
Ain’t gotta fuck but we probably will
Know I can’t trust them I’ll probably still
Tell them more than they

could not fight
Even if I tried, oh whoa
Forever by my side in this ride
We'll never let this die, oh whoa

I will follow you
'Til there's no beat

Started to make it right
Now here's the killer
I rub some hot oil all over her body
You know
I wouldn't stop until she called out one name
She says she felt

cousin like it's nothin (Yeah)
Beers, beers, I'm chugging lights (Yeah)
Cheers, cheers, I'm loving life (Whoa)
I've dished out more fucking pipe
Than

Christmasnite

Apologetix

Keep the Change

me strongly from the east
But still Lord Jesus, I'm no king
You took this planet by surprise
Whenever you came down
You stunned all them in Bethlehem
I

Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa

Well angel, mourn Sivanna
Well ain't been gone too far
But headed out towards Ponoma
Where you won't be alone

Where

ain't worried 'bout ya bark 'cause I know you dont bite like whoa, like whoa, like whoa
(Whoa, ha)
They mad by fact that i'm better
What can I say I

alive
Both feet on the line, by any means, I will (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Here I am, here I am, here I am
I know I said I wouldn't but I fell in

Butterfingers, 'cause I dippedy-drop um, 'nough styles
Iggedy eeny meeny miney moe
Shiggedy-bop, bap I'll snatch a rapper by his toe
Yo, I riggedy-write my

pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star

Call me crazy shit at least you're calling
Feels better when

Yeah, I spent thirty on this (thirty)
Hope a nigga don't try to run up real quick (bow, bow)
Yeah, Steph Curry in the clip
Canceled out the Gucci, had

You know I don't 
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my

I Hate Everybody (But You)

Slash

It's Five O'Clock Somewhere

1995

(written by: Slash / E.Dover)
They filled me full of promises Till it burned the roof of my mouth I thought these jokers were my friends Until they

Up and Down

Pretty Ricky

Late Night Special [Clean]

2007

and down we go
Like a see-saw, I love it when you ride it
In and out I go
I'mma stroke it slow, don't tell me no, whoa

Baby let me slide in, we can keep it

blush

I'm not phased by a little bush

I'm wearing a Tommy Bahama shirt..
I look like your uncle!

Smack it, flip it, rub it down..

I'll clown on you

in this bed and do right by me
What you looking for baby you find in me

You need a massage right now
Let me rub your body get off all the kinks

Bald Head Nut

C-BO

Gas Chamber

em lost by the time I hit the high way
see-Bo the bald head nut
Fish tell them in the cut
House parties, I cut the motherfuckers out
And bust caps

In your eyes, I was the perfect girl you made
Idealized by things inside your brain (Brain)
That you threw away
In my mind, I tried to fix your

with you
Feel like I'm out on bail
Wipe the bloodstains off the walls
Got some cumstains on your drawers
Rub me wrong without a cause
Guns get drawn when