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like I was Puff
The good die young, all the OGs thirty and up
In Alexander McQueen kicks just to dirty 'em up
Money tree, branches break when they not

at the end
Like a perfect movie scene
Wanna see you on that screen
Right next to me
Old shoes hit that dirty floor
So hard I thought that it might bend

joke
That mountains' just a mole-hill in disguise
But when that lava starts to ooze
They'll be running the heels off their shoes
"Heck we just thought

Squirrels and birds singin' country songs
Lovin' God heals the pain
Baptized by Mountain Rain
Holy moly save my souly
Bluegrass hick-hop country rock

Cocoon

Migos

Cocoon

Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like

Dirty South,East Coast, West Coast,

Dirty South ya gotta Feel Me  East coast  ya gotta Feel Me West Coast  ya gotta Feel Me

Dirty South gotta Feel

Now the gold wrapper laying by her thong
Hoe snatcher, homewrecker, shoes-taking, phone checker
Move making, low level crime boss, go and check it
My

I wrote my new song on a five dollar bill,
But I won't be able to sing it until,
I get hot on the trail for to pick up the track,
Of the dirty little

those we choose
To walk a lifetime in our shoes
The devil's on our shoulder counting time
Do we cry or do we flinch
Or climb the mountain inch by inch

Dusty shoes, dirty hands
Scraped up knees, getting bruised
Bloody nose, open toe socks
They some hand me downs
Running barefoot in the neighborhood

For the Love of This

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

couldn't add up to my half 
I'll count your funds yeah, like third grade math 
Blast to your path every mornin I break flags
Dirty cash always find a way

Sweet Vibrations (Some Folks Call It Love)

David Allan Coe

Castles in the Sand/Once Upon a Rhyme

1999

to share with you and me
Put your hand in mine and let this old world set us free

Up on the mountain down in the valley
Living on sweet vibrations some

know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album

the goat down the mountain Azazel

The best designer clothing
Could be private flying
Could be the watch the shoes the bag hair and makeup and diamond ring

aim low I'm higher nigga
I'm status quo I'm a fly guy
Your bitch watch when I ride by
She treat the dick for a drive by
So what if I'm riding dirty

the sea 
Throw caution to the wind
I'd do it all over again

Easy challenge
Mountain mover
Icy fire
Dirty Sugar
Sweet and sour
Past is future
Weak with

ready to go there
And I can't i can't explain the way I feel
When I'm behind the wheel
(Still ridin' dirty) ohh oh oh
I'm still ridin' dirty

"Peep this

And I hate what I see when I look in mirrors.
Duct tape shoes, cardboard necklace check.
Yelling at myself cause my minds a wreck.
I’ll be back to normal

You're gonna get dirty 
Playin' in the dirt
Gonna get your shoes all muddy and your feelings hurt
You're gonna get dirty 
Playin' in the dirt
Gonna

You know I believe people as a whole would be more tolerant of each other
If by some magical means they’d be able to change places with each other

life is good 
In the mountains where I feel that I am home 

Got dealt a shady deal back in town 
Dealt a shady deal by a clown 
The rocks and roots are

these mountains up in Georgia
I gotta lotta podnas with dem Choppers who retawded

It aint where you from but who ya kno and where you standing
Om so

See our Shadows 
In the Dark 
Look like 
Dirty Dancing
It looks like
Dirty Dancing 
See our Shadows 
In the Dark 
Look like 
Dirty Dancing
It looks

Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books 
Built up by heavy locked crooks 
With unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic 
Projected