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I just robbed a train up in Utah
Turned a couple white boys into coleslaw
So much gold on me lookin' like it's Mardi Gras
Cuz you know me, yeah
I'm

They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights

It's gold for the papers

As she floors it out of town
Like that bronco burnin' down
An L.A. freeway turn around
Hear her tell it too the crown

Lights

Everett Ruess

Dave Alvin

Ashgrove

2004

Badlands
Near the Utah and Arizona line
And they never found my body, boys
Or understood my mind

I grew up in California
And I loved my family and my home

and dangerous 
Suspect may be on horseback or a Ferrari Testarossa 
Some have seen him riding passenger in a Ford Bronco 
With a Latina woman who is wanted

Mi baby y la gang todos on froze I mean it on God
Saturday Night fever en un club
Estamos con Roro, todos con flu
De rally es on God Bih
Bebo seis

to a Bronco
Passing these niggas like Lonzo
We let his bitch squeeze
I got your bitch fucking up both knees
We tryna shoot a opp block like a pro team
I'm

Knicks, old school kicks
Cap and durag fit's no academics
We be rollin spliffs, inna
Mi 76ers Utah Jazz, dallas Mavericks
It's to di flex, New Jersey Nets

a diamond
Fuck it, walk inside the club, change climate
Y'all tellin' on each other, pigs rhymin'
Ain't no scrubs 'round me, we all climbin'
Ain't no subs

Zelly B, bitch
Stupid dummy
Hahaaaa

Hit the road, grab your load, yeah, don't forget your pole
Throw a 30 ball in the club, watch us rock the show

I Got a Story to Tell

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

against the Utah Jazz
My 112, CD blast, I was past
She came twice, I came last, roll the grass
She giggle, sayin', "I'm smoking on homegrown"
Then I

I Got a Story to Tell

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

against the Utah Jazz
My 112, CD blast, I was past
She came twice, I came last, roll the grass
She giggle, sayin', "I'm smoking on homegrown"
Then I

How Ya Do Dat

Master P

I'm Bout It

1997

do that there?
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga, we don't care (Oregon, Utah, nigga, we don't care)
I hear they holla, how you do that there?
Roll it

plush
She's stressin me to fuck, like she was in a rush
We fucked in his bed, quite dangerous
I'm in his ass while he playin gainst the Utah Jazz
My 112,

Wow.

Post Malone

Wow.

'em sayin', "Wow" (wow, wow)

Everywhere I go (hey)
Catch me on the block like I'm Mutombo (wow)
750 Lambo in the Utah snow (skrrt)
Trunk in

off the chain
Backstage, front row, every show she go insane
Party hop, club rock and throwin' up the gang
She just wanna fuck with the name for

the craziest
Texas niggas are the craziest
Utah niggas are the craziest

[Vin Rock]
My lyrics be laced with 40 ounces of funk and stuff, you get rushed, you

ass back to Utah

My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I'm in the hood
Niggas be like, "Fuck you"
I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be

I'll Bee Dat

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

ass back to Utah

My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I'm in the hood
Niggas be like, "Fuck you"
I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be

Role Model

Eminem

The Slim Shady LP

1999

and smeared blood in a white Bronco
My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk
I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt
I'm not a player just a ill

if i say no
So I'm like slide I'll be your bronco oh
Oooooo u ooo
Even heaven got snakes
Who knew ya
I be getting money
You snooze
My life it be lovely

York had ever seen
She was a pistol packin', bronco bustin'
Star of the silver screen
They called her TEXAS
The Prohibition Nightclub Queen

Guests

Yeah, yeah, yeah, motherfucker
White Bronco, Queens in this bitch (uh huh, yeah, yeah, yah, yah)
Baklava (wow, wow, wowowowow)
You already know

to wear those
White folks looking at us like we’re weirdos
But we was only kiddos
Grabbing titties in the club
Pocket full of Skittle
Tryna get the kitty