Lyrics:
Coast in Virginia
Tater had a little hound dog one time
That played a little bit too close to the train track
And his luck ran out and the train got
I'm gonna give it a good try
Turn the bad luck into gold
I'm gonna give it a good life
Pour a little bit of heart and soul
I've been looking for
you ain't satisfied go make a change
I know the chorus a little bit critical
But we as humans have Barrett's for range
Not talkin' weapons but gaining
to love 5 or 6 people
Who made life just a little bit better
But we don't make it out of that town where we talked all about
How it made us seem helpless,
think of the dad I had out of all those in the world
I know for sure, I was luckiest little girl
V3:
My luck was being loved endlessly,
By a man who
my luck
I hit a kid doing ninety-five on a dirt road
They only could identify him by his clothes
Who hit and killed the poor boy?
Nobody knows, but me
there quick with a little bit of luck
What? I love my truck
She's a '98 made in the USA
I like running my hands up and down her frame
She don't mind
his shot, shoot his shot)
You shouldn’t be too disappointed
We all take the occasional L
Xin left empty handed
But at least he tried his luck
Why so sad?
Walking around with them blue faces
She said I'm down on my luck
And it's something I gotta have
Blue faces
I hit the bank today
fuckin' Noizmaka
And we the ones, take over this bitch, with a bit of luck
Take it how you want, I don't give a fuck
Put it in your pipe and smoke it
Or run
(feat. Young Jeezy, Juelz Santana & others)
[DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Woo we nikka (listen)
[Young
He's just a kid off the estate
They call him little Jake
Today he tried to buy weed with his little mate
Up in the bits, but he's just a kid
So he
Hanging around my bros
She look good and they know
Ohh she feeling herself
She about to spill her cup
She too good for a little bit of help
Girls get drunk
strenuous
Just to see what I'm made of
Prevalence
Gon and test this shit
Get a testing kit
One percent luck
Bad luck
99% mexican
Indian mutt
Jesus
Please grab
crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit lonely
begging please (please)
Down on my knees (my knees)
I need to be free (free)
Baby hollon (hollon)
Baby hollon (hollon)
Just for a little bit long-long
he ever wanted was someone to show
A little bit of love, but he never know
Hard luck hero, can't you see
Well we got no cause, but you wanna be
Little bit of burning man
A lot of neon church
A little old Road
That How I make my way home
A little bit of both
A lot of what I call life
And it
interviewing people live from the street on the show a little bit later.
Yesterdays loser was Johnny. Johnny, listen up. You have been a bad boy. I don't
little bit of hash too
See me when I pass through, fuck around and blast you
Do what I have to, tryin' to get my math too
I leave a message, ain't
bit
Praise the beast to a certain extent
I don’t wanna be gothic
I don’t wanna idolize him
Nor do I wanna live in a tent
I like the beast, a little bit
on
Yea, a
little bit louder
now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- Yea the one ya'
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a
Little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage
the lute
The little boy from borough way he play upon the flute
Well scottie he sings the mulberry tree
And all our cares are flown
We're happy as lucks out
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