Lyrics:
boutta go on a killing spree
I on the Stellar Death odyssey
I tell a girl, I'm like "honestly"
"Getting me is like hitting lotteries"
Everyone know that I
putting everything on the line
Imma need a thick chick
Who I can mix with
Pour that gin and tonic we are finna catch a vibe
We riding
We riding
We riding
We
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
the street
Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped
(Girl) lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
Young thuggin' in the street, givin' up
Easton, Fly Summit I was raised at
Lurking up 40 G-Town where the baes at
You claim that's your main shorty I already tamed that
That bop game was trash so
something
Is wrong with you and I left that part open
To symbolize how you completely
Forgot who you are the moment
That car hit you amnesia is a motherfucker
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Robert Earl Keen
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town.
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around.
On Main street after midnight,
it
I was waiting for that blend I can fall in kano yo name in the mix but im on all ten
I was waiting for that blend I can fall in kano yo name in
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
time
Denim rap, competition quick, handle that
Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped
Mix drink Cuban Link lizink,
time
Denim rap, competition quick, handle that
Suckin the jim hat, pervertin on my raps'll get you slidapped
Mix drink Cuban Link lizink,
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new
by
That secret was a mystery they
Talked about so long
How each Christmas eve those gifts showed
Up outside the children's home
That was forty years
your
Only one is
Me
And you know that I'm honest and true
Girl I'm perfect for you
Like you're perfect for me
We like Adam and Eve
Way we high up
whole life spent persisting
Sacrifices made what you think thats a given
Life pass you by in a blink quit your bitching
Yeah girl got my line she hitting
Came to get physical
I just met her here, like
Who came wit' them bitches
This yo' girl
26 for a brick'o 'caine's inexpensive
Always in the field
Just
and coolin’
Move you with music produced by who shhhh
A little bit of weed and were cooling
We chill getting lean bring smooth shhh
Little bit of beer
that is a similar difference
Looking for someone to chill with, pass me the dank and my drink bitch
I will do anything, for the cash
Do it by any means,
pull up on your bitch and
I fuck her all night, yea
Fuckin' on your shawty real slow
Pass the double cup, that's a four
I secure the bag and then I go,
at the bank
Bitch, I know my pedigree
Silly bitch trynna get pregnant
Smart girl wanna marry me
Give 'em this hickory dickory
When I'm done smoke on that
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new
the streets and I'm making the ru-u-ules
Ru-u-ules
Haters who doubted me
Back at the scho-o-ool
Is crying and sad that they lose
So why did they try me
When I
to that McDonald's
Took it to my stash box, five sixty State Street
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries
Cruisin' down eighth
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