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Euless Texas I got my stick Yea I ain't used to this but I'm rich Yea eat the yea nigga I got 5 bitches in my phone that can't leave me be And I got 2
in Euless It's country livin das how dey do in da dirty dirty Da weather sticky its feelin humid dey up and early I'm griping wood wit da leather
Orleans and Euless, Texas like a toy I keep a spare heart with me in the pocket of my pants Just in case the moon turns blue, pigs fly, and we have a chance
Yeah It's Tags This feels like Euless 2015 Growing up I always took a chance when I had the chance I dropped out of college with the knowledge I
I could drive a stick He said he wanted my chocolate Pussy He asked me if I liked big white dick In the middle of Euless A KKK town, There is a Trump
flipping the switch and following my heart it told me I should stay True to myself and the kid that made beats in his room Back in Euless in Atkerson Lane
Taming my conscience and fighting my fears From upstate New York to Texas I flew A traveling man with a touch of the flu Fort Worth Euless and Illinois too
I do, my dear, is Sit and stare at these Thirty-seven pictures Of you. cre you lonely Down in Euless, Texas? Is it useless to dream of you From here
about you at night, girl, I wanna do this I still got bags from Ruth's Chris, took a flight back to Euless You know I had a girl, why you wanna act so
through it With a plug in the country, healing somewhere out in Euless Gave me deals on the zips, then I started moving cuties Drug money so slow, off
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