Lyrics:
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Viva la vida my brother
Boot cut was once a short knicker
Viva la vida my brother
I assure you my nigga
Everything will be fine
Viva la vida my
along
Viva la vida my brother
Boot cut was once a short knicker
Viva la vida my brother
I assure you my nigga
Everything will be fine
Viva la vida my
She said that I tell her that she pretty too much, hey
I grew into them skinnies, used to rock them boot cuts
Say I told her that ain't nothin'
Aye, I got on Balenci boot cuts an I feel like a cowboy all black bitch silhouette
Nah for real, my slime he jus hotboxed the whip like a sauna I
get my boots
Cut em off
Call em Kunta Kinte
Now we all in roots
Oh bestie do you remember this
'06 when I was knocking off heads
You know me I never
Boot cut jeans, white tanktop and it's clean
Boot cut jeans, white tanktop and it's clean
More piercings then can see
Pink hue to her skin like
Skinny people wear skinny jeans
And the rest of us, well you'll see what I mean
Straight cut, boot cut relaxed fit
That's so they don't split when
apply arby's
Probably just because I'm boutta be
Top seed in the farm league slugging
Car keys twist gain speed crash it
Thrift shop boot cut jean
Got my new jeans and I'm feeling like the man
Trying to feel my denim boy
I ain't your fucking friend
Boot cuts on
Couldn't give the slightest fuck
ain't boot cut jeans"
Ahh no
Well now
She's from a town called Siloam Springs
She's southern but no belle
But she sure gets a-ringin' when she gets me in
Fela boot cut
Wan shi gbogbo shinasa wole oh God
Be happy
Be happy
Be happy
Mon ju gbedu sile 2 4 chai
Awon werey wan fe mumi kai
Elo pe olapa number
he tooting the boot
Cut the circle, only fuck with a few
Cut the middle man the plug is my dude
I'm that nigga boy I put that on Dukes
Pockets looking
I'm rocking Number
(N) ine jeans and they boot cuts
Chop off the head off the coupe
Got a bowl cut (Woo, woo)
You not really havin’ no money
These
knife then we get cheffy
I might fly up Manny
Then go and link Cellz n Shootah
See them man really trap no cap
Had white on scales in boot cuts
Now we
Rula you done changed
Hell naw I'm still him
Boot cut I'm still Timbs
While lows I'm still them
Niggas hear my new flows like I'm gone steal them
When
Your boot-cut black acne jeans
I Burned off my fingertips
For you and me
Leave your gun unattended for me
Now please
I got a flesh cavity
In my head
36, 32, boot cut with a skoal ring
Grease stains, bleach spots and a hole in the knee
You say the man inside those Levi's don't take orders
singing songs to me
Beneath the marquee, overload
Steak knife, card shark
Con job, boot cut
Skin that flick, she's such a little DJ
Get there quick
sweet tree
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean
I like being seen
I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my
singing songs to me
Beneath the marquee, overload
Steak knife, card shark
Con job, boot cut
Skin that flick, she's such a little DJ
Get there quick
sweet tree
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean
I like being seen
I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my
KICK IT
Boots and cuts
I said boots and cuts
Boobs and butts
I said boobs and butts
7/11 double gulp cup
What you shaking?
Better be that-
BUTT
Boots
still get no fuckin' reply
You say you sleep alone, but yet your mattress is king size
Fuck you goin' in those knee high boots, cut it out, bitch
I
here to Mississippi
But there's a little more you can't ignore to being country
It ain't about them boots or cut off daisy dukes
It's all about your
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