Lyrics:
cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just
on the eighth day
God made, country girls
Country girls
Teenage boy at an auction
Getting out bid on a truck
By a pony tail in the front
Wearing boots
and a court of drugged up nodders and quoters
Namefucking fame on all photos, all cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters
Now when you're a star,
back his lover who promised she'd wait
But upon our arrival a message was relayed
His lover had married, her promise betrayed
So he said, "Boys I'm
Baggy pantsed boy groups, dancin' with drum loops
Quantized hip jive, gets by modified
Real cool gene pools, who have to use Protocols
Bang, bang,
Oh yeah, I like this, ladies and gentlemen
The time you all been waitin for
(let's do it, do it, do it)
This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to BUCK BUCK BUCK and it's a must
to DUCK
You drive a baby blue Beamer.
I drive a pick up truck.
I'm a member of the good ol' boys,
you're a member of the country club.
You keep turnin'
he moved
Looking all hot in them Timbaland boots
I liked the things, the things he do, (oh yea, mmm mmm)
You know its time for dancing,
Tonight
I've known you, since you were ten
It's so hard to lose a friend
But I gotta go on with my life
Without you I gotta survive
You always stood by
The little boy is moving down the street of no return
He says I'd like to see the city of the narrow minded burn
This place is like a prison now
joined the Klu Klux Klan
Bought a bag full of boot boys waiting for
His orders it's quite intriguing
To hear them squeaking while flames
Leap in he's
(I need it)
Try cop me a yard by twenty-three, say it's nuttin' but beef and trap (work)
See, I'm tryna move this cap but my mans going on rude
in my tea
Bitch I'm so country, I'll come stompin' cowboy boots all in my sleep
Big boy broke a hoe with my holster
Two bad bitches sit on my sofa
a ritual
Heard they slammed him out or heard they did that boy abysmal
Show me to the dough, I'm diving in just like a swimming pool
Women think I'm
know what I mean
And now it’s all history
Couldn’t let the devil get to me
Life is a mystery
Manje istayla sibuzwa kimi
Ey don’t judge me by my mistakes
with a dude in her boots and spurs
What happened after that is still a blur
She broke my heart then her barn burned down
Like one thing led
_(cropped).jpg/229px-Little_Boots_01_26_2018_-3_(25273793597)_(cropped).jpg "Little Boots")
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