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Haulin', I'm haulin' Fort Smith to Louisville I'm gonna see my baby See my baby with time to kill Well, I'm flyin', flyin' No one on the road
On top of Fort Smith I didn’t come here to die Got a Jezebel state of mind It’s a cancer that I can’t trace You see the reaper he’s a counting time Slow
a horse In Fort Smith Arkansas Judge Parker said guilty and the gavel came down Just like a cannon shot And I went away quietly And I began
now Lord with my back to the wall I can't help but recall How they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse In Fort Smith, Arkansas Judge Parker said
Could you drop me off in fort Smith sir well I've got family there And he barred the Jack on that big black Mack kicking back I played it cool From
Can't help but recall How they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse in Fort Smith Arkansas judge Parker said guilty and the gavel came down just like
the same In the Greyhound station leaving Fort Smith, AR and we were crying for it all you sat down beside me looking so completely lost and I knew we paid
and I'm fearless, ooo Tell a nigga mind his business, ooo Still the highest selling mother fucking rapper And a nigga came out of Fort Smith, ooo A damn
chalk I'm Fat Patrick and big Hawk Houston love Flavor Dallas Wichita and Fort Smith too Omaha, Atlanta, Memphis OKC what it do Rare playa diamonds on me
Arkansas Hottest piece of land that I ever saw From Bentonville to Fort Smith Up 71 and then it's back again Downtown in Papa's Pub Pop a Busch Light in
the Georgia border to Fort Smith Arkansas I played the songs I wrote for you, to someone else’s baby blues But when I sang about love it was you that I saw I
a band of buccaneers They roam the Athabaska from Smith to Fort McKay And you're gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way! Well, winter is
there's a band of buccaneers They roam the Athabaska from Smith to Fort McKay And you're gonna loose your stetson if you have to pass their way. Well,
certains vont à la messe Faut monter le score sans faire de mort Ta manette ton corps devient plus fort Je cherche l'agent Smith Avec lui j'serais pas peace
of buccaneers They roam the Athabasca from Smith to Fort McKay And you're bound to lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way Well, winter is a-coming
coeur de fragile réclame son feat avec Jorja Smith Sans moi t'as le nez qui coule T'es comme un fefe qui cale Y'en a pleins des p'tits cons Y'en a pleins
et je le cherche à Lille J'pense pas être une légende comme Kanye West Je le suis, j'en suis sûr, tu peux m'appeler Will Smith et Wesson, à chaque
quarantine She a baddy for a reason so she gotta fuck the team But everything gon' be alright Smith & Wesson more precise Got a bitch named Su Yung she cook
forts Toujours conscient du sort Binouse après l'effort Y a plus de bon vivant dans ces corps Allons enfant de cette putain J'vous vois gueuler
break apart a nigga But the dog is bigger, under stress So unless you wanna get blessed to the chest With slugs from the Smith & Wess, rest
break apart a nigga But the dog is bigger, under stress So unless you wanna get blessed to the chest With slugs from the Smith & Wess, rest
and chips, sick Mr. Smith, the rarest breed Separate the dimes from 'hoes like chronic seeds Miraculous Lyrical swiftness Practice this, stop bein'
to the questions, bullets to my Smith N' Wesson Still stucked up in a fuck session, Jersey where the niggaz flexin Po-po's guessin if the stolen car gonna do
my niggas gonna test ya Answers to the questions, bullets to my Smith N' Wesson Still stucked up in a fuck session, Jersey where the niggas flexin'
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