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at a car park for two days Look at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey Train line, stone and grey uh Uh containers and their drivers Uh
Waves are rollin' in, lazy summer wind Sittin' in the sand, holdin' to your hand I was ten and you were nine Way out on the gulf shore line You
Searching down her ancestry in the costume of a Persian child And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where
misbehave, occasionally I spend a fair amount of time at the Flora-Bama line Destined to hang out more at Mobile and Gulf Shores A very special chart, is
said "Hi Gil" You have to yell, he's hard of herring Think I had a wet dream Cruisin' thru the Gulf Stream Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh wet dream Gil was also down
Watermelon, moonshine, magnolia clabama, Mississippi Sip homemade wine While I throw out a line Exactly where I need to be Honeysuckle, whiskey
at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey RO-RO roll on roll off The container drivers Speed for their wages Uh-containers Uh-and
It's a clean line between love and the hatred All these boxes can't contain us we breaking out these containers If your man is acting lazy what do you
Cook it up add some seasoning This the new flavor Take it on the go pack it Up in the container Meal smell good in your nose Be the vapor ollie over
catching comets gliding past I hope I'm famous In the barrel envy only stands to fuel containers Arcades made in Vegas Arcades made in Vegas Travel through
coming down the line And I looked across the waters And I felt peace of mine Like this Mississippi river That just keeps rolling on Into the Gulf
I'd rather be at home Than having this cool conversation at the Gulf of Mexico The lines in all our faces are only gonna grow If we wanted to be
fine, hop the line (hop the line) I've been sippin' on Patron and wine (hey, buss it) I'm just tryna have a good fuckin' time I was chillin' with
steel I keep that stainless Cross that line you must be brainless Peel his cap see what he thinking Roll em up like carpets stain em Blow em up lil shot
letin sum go Soaking in That Gulf of Mexico salt water junkies fishing for a good time Just casting a line Theres a burnt Orange sun Setting low
Down in the scrub oak country To the southeast Texas Gulf There used to ride a brakeman, A brakeman double tough. He worked the town of Kilgore,
VERSE Look at my green eyes You got the same eyes The same lines The same lines Can we make something new Tween me and you For me and you CHORUS
was so long ago And the rain pours down Like a holy waterfall Over the Gulf of Mexico The boardwalk's deserted And the beach is all closed down
but that was long ago And the rain pours down Like a holy waterfall Over the gulf of mexico The boardwalk's deserted And the beach is all
Grabbing my keys to my big old horsey She got four seats and as smooth as a gulf stream Gravel or dirt you can't stop me Roll down the windows and screaming
I'm going down south you know the cold up north's put a bitter taste in my mouth, I'm going down south to where the big river meets the gulf
damn cold, engulfed with doubt And I cannot remember why I moved out I know I promised you that I'd watch what I eat and drink But takeaway containers
Fear is a line Ever expanding Arrogant Cutting Loss is circular It swells and breaks It's moving It's throbbing It's constantly regenerating And in
Or Gulf how a nigga stroking Tiger Woods no joking Crew is roasting Say get a damn room Control substance in my lines Pure coca Man we stay lit Party like
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