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knowing that knowing that Club godzilla bitch i'm out that Texas out that texas I ain't throwing shit until you butt naked butt naked Aye I'm in club onyx I
dat knowing that Club godzilla bitch im out dat Texas out dat texas I aint throwing shit until you butt naked butt naked Aye I'm in club onyx I need
on coronas with my thugs VIP taking shots with the owner of the club I'm all in the place like bass nigga fix your face Belvidere straight up out the bottle I
plays that Choctaw Bingo every Friday night You know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why He owns a quarter section up by Lake Eufaula Caught
plays that Choctaw Bingo every Friday night You know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why He owns a quarter section up by Lake Eufaula Caught
my sack, I’m addicted to commas Only can sleep on the lean and the coma Walk in the store and go talk to the owner Trap on the block, the bando
knows how He plats that Choctaw bingo every Friday night You know he had to leave Texas but he won't say why He owns a quarter section up by Lake
That's a heads up so don't piss me off See me in the club I'm getting off With the owners cuz I am a boss And I be hating the way that y'all talk Need
any closer Twenty seven club I am the Promoter What a lease gone say to the Owner Tell Kai she can talk to the cobra This drake will make em dance
Six dogs compete for the Best of Show title In the 49th annual Texas Dango Brango Club Show Of the finalists, five are owned by aliens The dogs
Ron Hubbard", that guy's a frickin' wacko but Ray Wylie Hubbard, owner of all the Texas shadows Cuz there's a shift in your blood, like some wacky
We walk up in this bitch like we the owners Shawty sipping Moscato I'm sipping on a Corona Now she gimme the eye so I know that she wanna And shawty
Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred. We'll buy you up a spot in the Texas National Guard. Cush, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy.
plausible Talkin' bout he the founder, nigga, I made y'all owners Couldn't send the mix for the album, so I'm a loner Y'all wanna see the paperwork, so I'm
to show me I ain't never been a trick, but yo body worth a Rolly My new chick from Texas, butt big like precious I floss her in public, that stunt on my
Mom." Let the common people get maimed and scarred. We'll buy you up a spot in the Texas National Guard. Cush, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy.
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