Lyrics:
do something
And let's fix the biggest goddamn crisis
In the history of this country"
Guess it's gotta come down to this
In order to see things for
freak, fat and sloppy
I kick on back and I watch her mouth
Two tons of fun, big mama jama
A country-girl from Alabama
I met this freak, her name was
freak, fat and sloppy
I kick on back and I watch her mouth
Two tons of fun, big mama jama
A country-girl from Alabama
I met this freak, her name was
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My Daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that
Creole make a Texas bama
I like my Baby's hair with baby
in music
Over the last decade
WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best
Album this year this year
I only got two nominations
By the Grammys: for
Best Rap
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the Windsong album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album.
Sing songs
She's a party star, runs the bar
Got a four-wheel drive and a little sports car
She hits the track, loves to ball
She rides on the back of a hog
She
be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre
We gone do it right, get a room
Later, ain't no hater
Can't fade her, hit
be playa, gotta be a star
Ima let ya smoke my weed, sip on my barre
We gone do it right, get a room
Later, ain't no hater
Can't fade her, hit
to Illinois, St. Louis, Alabama
Country Gramma
Queens, New York, Detroit to Montana
Today's your day girl, let's raise the banner
Benjamin Franklin, I so
Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I
fucking straight.
Tunnel vision to the money…
Yeeehaww!
Lotta horses inda whip.
Album Southern’s Hit-
Lowkey Southernshit-
We been on dat Othershit.
If you
ride with petroleum
I gotta ride on boy, gotta bring the noise
Rent my car, gotta hit me a lick in Detroit
Some in Alabama, some down in Asia
I'm do
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
comin down pop trunks just slammin
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas stayin on me cause they wanna get paid
Everybody late and Ima
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
you are the realer your problems
I reached for the stars but I just kept slipping
On this life mission, never know what's next
Ancient kings from Egypt,
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
We'd listen to him sing
& play the guitar
from a table in the back
we'd harmonize
we did not know
we were alabama po' folks
we had a star shining for us
need the Philly money, we had a link)
(What you want?) (cash money, the jewels, and the car)
(Who you hit?) (everything from the chickens to the stars
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full
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