Search results for 'Kentucky Bar Foundation'

y'all aint care so
Had to lay my foundation
Lay lay lay my foundation
Every inch of the grind
Kept it real with no faking
Motivated meditation
Music

I've been, I've been burning love
Letters from dear, sitting at the bar
My shot glass empty again
My ashtray full of cigars
Kentucky bourbon for

war mal in Kentucky, da ging ich in ne Bar.
Und mit dem Bourbon kam der Mut.
Plötzlich, dass war seltsam, ich weiß nicht wie's geschah,
stand ich da,

Kentucky Mud

Nappy Roots

Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz

2002

Kentucky Mud
What's to love? A Cadillac something like a Deville, it may be dubbed
Southbound, headed back to the west, and Deville downtown
I'm taking it

Kentucky Mud

Nappy Roots

All That Hip-Hop

2005

really loud
Puff skunk in the back of the junk, get really live

That's the Nappy Boys, travellin on the dirt road with Kentucky Mud
What's to love?

this cocktail, shake me up
Drink me down and take me from the bar

We'll build a foundation
Build a foundation
Build a foundation
You know we got

But bourbon from Kentucky
Is the answer to my prayer

This is my favorite bar
I'm happy and I'm lucky
That's why I love Kentucky
That's why I love

you’re gonna taste

You’re just like Kentucky Deluxe
Not as smooth as you think you are
Bottom barrel batch at the dive bar
You’re just like Kentucky

Kentucky Green

Music pours from every bar
From cover bands to superstars
Bluegrass, country, blues ring out on almost every street
Each Corvette takes my

heavily
I crack foundation and put fear in my enemies
This is how we chill from 93 to infinity
Infinitely I’m an MC steadily
Dropping these bars for

on
B-line, straight to the neon
Gettin' to a place I don't need ya
Gonna be a breeze, yeah
Boy it's gonna be a

Walk in the bar, walk in the bar
Find me

On a concrete foundation, in the middle of a dove-huntin' field

This is my DNA
I wouldn't have it any other way
When things got rough, we did not complain

Build up from like nothing, g
Yeah, I'll come up with the shits, no please
Bend these bars like I don't need keys
I come up like a Tes' no gears
Yuh,

I gotta make up a
Foundation for my crown waitin.
Imma make em feel me though they can't touch me
Even though they hate it yeah they gotta love me

made for swervin'
On the small town side
I swear nobody does me like she does me
And ain't nobody loves me
Loves me like Kentucky

She's only just

Our bar-b-ques are lit, Charcoal is smokin
Left me on read I’ll leave you choking
On your dry ass chicken
Portland punks are cowards
Keep your dry

dome finna read em like a barcode
Criminal, Fargo the match that lit the charcoal
An arsenal of bars in the city where the sharks float
Military boats

Bought me a shot of Kentucky straight bourbon
That's how I knew it was meant to be
I fell in love in a dive bar
I dove in and fell hard
You stole my heart

weren't so
What do you mean by it?
My true face is amazing
Eyes swollen yet faithful
Greatest shade of foundation
Beautiful, tempting
My true face is

Ive got a good foundation cause I came up came up from the concrete
Not suppose to win by nature cause I came up came up from the concrete
There aint

Everybody Rise Again

Busta Rhymes

Genesis

2001

Kentucky, Alabama, Indiana, Utah, c'mon!
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody rise
Phoenix, Memphis, Nashville, Mississippi, Rhode Island, Colorado,

Building the foundation where we stand
A place to turn to when we're on our knees
The clover and the forest in our minds
Remembering all that old Kentucky

walk out of this bar

Is it the old Kentucky bourbon
That gets her off your mind
Is it the back road through the country
That takes you back in time
One

my niggas

[Chorus]
Everybody rise, everybody rise, everybody rise
Maryland, Michigan, Kansas, Kentucky, Alabama, Indiana, Utah, c'mon!
Everybody rise,