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All Hat, No Cattle

Trace Adkins

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1999

See that boy standing there by the dance floor
He's lookin' like the Marlboro Man
Starched shirt, starched jeans, big trophy buckle
And an empty

a blood but I'm covered by the blood
Baa I'm tough

These boys ain't built like me
Cause I ain't sell out for no gee as in money
Pull up gold chains swangin

of the top (workin'?)
They told him to stop but he's not (can't?)
I'm still sellin' dope by the spot
Ralo gon' deal it

Fuck with my boy and I'll catch me

could hear that longing jump right out their sound
And those steel-toed boots nearly broke the ground
When those Country Mountain Boys rolled into town

There's a light on yonder mountain
And it's callin' me to shine
There's a girl over by the water fountain
And she's askin' to be mine
And Jesus

Spent some bands on these boots, no Phantom Vision (spent some bands)
I see better at night lil baby, no night vision (lil baby)
Make the famo rich I

unwind
Country boy we leaning sliding
All by design

Fat sacks and fine dimes
Fat ass's like fine wine
Cold beer and fire shine
Left and right watch me

I.O.U.

Jimmy Dean

Country Spotlight

1991

and ears...all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin' of a small boy's pants
To try to make sure that you led a spotless life.
And for washin'

nigga that like me that under the sun
I'm in love with this fashion soo I'm voting for Kanye
See the boots on my feet they the ones that say cunt
I found

boots, big Bottega (Hey)
I know that she fire, because a girl is a gun
And she gonna fire, don't play she not the one
Finna' slide by, niggas trying

got off the ground gave it to God and now you winning
Said it's all by the spirit
Ain't got time I'm too resilient
Got other things in mind lil boy I'm

I am the one that they wanna be, truth
Dasani my diamonds, I freeze in the booth
Orange and black the Vlone on my boots
Mob with my soldiers, my

my boots, by my bae
The bitch shocked
The bitch shocked
The bitch shocked by the boy hair long
The bitch shocked by the boy dreadlock
The bitch boast

basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up

the club and the caption is a baddie
She looking for a city by cause she know she never had me
Ohhh 
She got a cowgirl hat and the matching boots
She talking

Diamonds by 20 old
If I switch it up now guess I'll never know
Bet the gun could go blow if I prep it tho
Better pick it up now
Now
Boy better thank

do 'round here, let's go

Down by the riverside, hanky panky 
With them girls bad, yes ma'am please and thank you
Where them boys ride slow 'cause

can knock all you want
There ain't nobody here by that name

The door busts open its a red-faced Sheriff Perdue
He says, "Boy, we got six counties out

Yeah, bitch, I'm everything but generous Tryna get paid by the minute
I feel like a God when I'm in it, yeah I've been on this grind for a minute

Eazy-Duz-It

Eazy-E

Kool Rap

1988

hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it

I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,

F the BS

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

[Intro - talking]
Like it was before, as usual
Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same

[Verse 1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with

Halo
I'll turn that boy to a angel
Like
Faygo
That's where the drank go
I'ma finagle the bagle
Like
AYO
Why is that boy on my body
He'll be a body

five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all

and dodging the cell
Gotta grind with this 40 beside me
Ain't no way that I'm taking a L
Let em switch MULAH good by his self
Don't ask me for shit, I'm a look