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Hey the names Clint, i'm 65
I read the paper, and listen to 91.5
Got the blue checkered shirt, now I got the rhymes
It's time to spit fire
Right
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.
[Alan Jackson:]
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
[Clint Black:]
And I know a spot right over
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
you?re black, if you?re white
If you?re cut or uncut
Curvin to the right or
Curvin to the left
Hangin to the right or
Swingin to the left
Boys like
by swallowing)who your friend who your friend she's a Thot pg dot com(pg stands for pub grub(cheap cocaine)dot com means com short for commercial (also
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
Clint Black and Lisa Hartman Black
(Clint)
Some won't find the words
More won't find a way
Never too often heard
You know it's easy for me to say
pupils swell up like two pennies
I'm Clint Eastwood in his mid-twenties
A young-ass man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass
So the rats
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
opción
Rhodes va con Klaw, pero en un instante
Se interrumpe el comercio al llegar Black Panther
Mas era una trampa, Eric mata a T'challa
Y se hace con el
Chilling in Japan, Hattori Hanzo
I'm hard to find like, Waldo
Patches on my jacket, like Bondo
Dance in the dark, black mambo
Living my life for
(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)
(*chanting*)
[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too
And you know Clint Black is where it's at
When he's singing those songs from under his hat
Ain't nothin' wrong with Aaron Tippin
Young Dwight Yoakom
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
hung on ropes
Black queens havin' seeds while she's strung on dope
I resurrected Nat Turner with this song that I wrote wrote
[Chorus]
"I'm
pété
Puis 2005, remporte l'agent de la RATP
Un gars vénère au doigt
Sensible comme Clint Eastwood
Un soir, Paris 9ème
Deviens la forêt de Sherwood
Juste
bitch came up in a tight ass jag
She pulled right in the driveway bumpin' Clint Black
We she stepped to the ride I had to take a step back
She had long
Even hum a little something sweet by Clint
Black while you stroke and caress my tender nut sack. Like it rough
bitch, don't ya. I can bring the pain.
Clint Billion
Knu KNOC
What up Fenn?
I just wanna win in the worst way
From the first state
Down the road from where the birds play
It's Clint
on some swag
When this bitch came up in a tight ass jag
She pulled right in the driveway bumpin' Clint Black
We she stepped to the ride i had to take
prose a con you can address
DA said he's two street one on second ave
What a way tah witness a weapon's wrath
Talking more smoke than a clint eastwood
just got it
Back then I got chased by feds, I ran out of breath and I wanted to vomit
I hit that freak, she put me in cuffs
It trigger my trauma, I
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