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Never thought you'd leave the city, move out to the sticks 'Til you saw a hillbilly with a six-inch lift On an F-250, thought, "Damn, I gotta get
legs cutoff And as for your man, don't you ever in your mutherfuckin' life Know when I gotta gun come at me wit' a knife? And forgettin' you ever saw
But then we in the streets, niggas should haven been stuck you Plucked you like a chicken, wit' your head cutoff They'll find you wit' your back open
cutoff And my hands full of shoes And that's about the time you looked up And saw me in the empty space I took up And I was feeling dumb cause you really
name I bring wrath to those who disrespect me like a dame That's why I'm talking, one day I was walking down the block I had my cutoff shorts on right
and you, the world is yours and mine. [Jermaine Dupri] I remember when we first hooked up we were only 17, cut-off shirts and jeans was your only way
and you, the world is yours and mine. [Jermaine Dupri] I remember when we first hooked up we were only 17, cut-off shirts and jeans was your only way
on the floor Cut-off wings Bleeding, screaming I swear I saw you there I swear I saw you falling Empty smile, empty days Rotten claws Hiding, haunting I swear I
I'm in a category of the friends you'll never see around. They have no bound, but do the cut-off. Hypocrisy in a flesh, take off The mask, the smiles,
When I saw her for the very first time I was 007 at the age of nine Hiding in the backseat of my brother's brand new Jeep There were girls dancin'
I saw the pictures of your new house That you bought, online It makes me bitter even though It's not nice as mine It's just one story; this is one
I was walking down the block I had my cutoff shorts on right cause it was crazy hot I walked past these dudes when they passed me One of 'em felt my
I saw the pictures of your new house That you bought, online It makes me bitter even though It's not nice as mine It's just one story; this is one
to fucking trust Nowadays bulletproof, and a Phills a must Most of us serving, or peeling the yardage on the charges Incarcerated cut-off from the world,
to die And they'll be comin' down from Kansas and West Arkansas It'll be one great big old party like you've never saw Uncle Slaton's got his Texan
to die And they'll be comin' down from Kansas and West Arkansas It'll be one great big old party like you've never saw Uncle Slaton's got his Texan
hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons Through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops Well, that night I lost myself
hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops Well, that night I lost myself
hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons Through a pair of daisy duke cut-offs And one of those fruit of the loom Tank-tops Well, that night I lost myself
THE RIVER HANGING OUT WITH THE GUYS AND ONE DAY I SAW SOMETHING THAT STILL MAKES MY HEART SHIVER SHINING IN THE SUNLIGHT, LOOKING JUST RIGHT (CHORUS)
salary Had to cutoff a few family ties friends was flaky like apple pies When you succeeding at things that you fantasize everything don't go as advertised
still don't think that she really meant it I know it must be strange to face taht scene The sight of a cut-off head in a trash bin I saw it on your face,
that was sweatin' gallons Through a pair of daisy duke cut-offs And one of those fruit of the loom Tank-tops Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red
looking too sultry So much so that it's inebriating And I'll do anything she says Shiny wet skin and cutoff jeans On the top wrung, patiently waiting She
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