Lyrics:
My name is Sam Young
Cowboy sunofagun
Live in pine woods, down on Moores Ferry Road
I sing country, and rock and metal and blues
I respect myself,
a mean cat
Shawty like goddamn you got a mean gat
By the look on her face I know she mean that
Every time she hear this song she gon sing back
She gon sing
and I had to remove my hat
She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by that
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can be
But
girl in his mustang ford
I hate taxes, I hate stink bugs and flies
I hate rug burns, and I hate polk a dot ties
I hate Mike Tyson, 'cause he'll bite
chloride
Air's not so good
Helping the economy
By poisoning my hood
Let's sing, let's dance
Why don't we mutate our plants?
How can something be bad if it
with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red bottoms baboon
We
Hey how ya doin'
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name
And your number
And I'll get back to you
Hey how are ya doin'
Sorry
Light your heart up
When the waves go take you out
I'll be the sound that drowns the crowd
When you get, yeah
When you get down
We're gonna, sing
've been all by myself
Tell you really I Don't need no help
Grip tight no I can't let go
Stretch my legs give me space to grow
Tired of feeling like lost
Improper you get it
I’m tossing this roster
Cause why even bother
We’re all gonna die
If we can’t find each other
We’re blinded by facts
That relax all
of mine
Sing out your sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can't believe
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
Jimmy Swaggart
I could watch him sing gospels all day
But anyhow, after Psalm 4, the silver staff band
He said, "Please change this, I can't take it
You seen I did that whole shit in 5 minutes that one time
Oh by the way
Issa mufuckin' Profit World everybody just live in this mufucka
Bitch can't
goes
It goes
It goes
It goes so fast
(Oh my God)
Look me in my eyes
Tell me everything you like about 'em
I know they're just brown
Tell me you can't
Record player's on
I'm playing my favorite song yeah
Sara Smile by Hall and Oates
Does something to my soul
I feel it in my bones but
I can't deny I
wife!!! Now open up that wallet and send me that money! Send me all that moeny! ...I can’t believe it’s not Jesus!”
These niggas stay below my name like an underscore oh Lord
A rich nigga rocking Tom Ford
A hood nigga I'm in church rocking concords
Nigga talking down my
Sittin' on the tailgate of my rusty ole ford , with the moon up high,
Crackin' open cold ones under this northern sky.
Got my best buds by my side,
without words then
I can't help it, I'm bashful
OK I glad I found that out
After two years of marriage
Well I can sing some thing
I don't have
angels sing
When I'm sliding off your bra.
I just can't wait to jingle your bells
And fa la la your la!
(Fa la la your la)
This, this is Christmas Day
He might be The Lord but he can't drive a Ford
I keep looking through the window there's nothing to see
We ain't talking much God and me
But I get
dismissed
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your
Counting the lines on a highway road
Mile one by one
Flying through the midnight rain
Like a bullet from a gun
I lay down but I can't sleep
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