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If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have a Fiddle In the Band)

Alabama

Legendary

2002

If you're gonna play in Texas
You gotta have a fiddle in the band
That lead guitar is hot
But not for "Louisiana man"
So rosin up that bow for

If You're Gonna Play in Texas (You Gotta Have a Fiddle in the Band)

Alabama

The Country Side of Life

1994

If you're gonna play in Texas
You gotta have a fiddle in the band
That lead guitar is hot
But not for "Louisiana man"
So rosin up that bow for

coconuts!
ARTHUR:  What?
GUARD #1:  You've got two empty halves of coconut and you're
bangin' 'em together.
ARTHUR:  So?  We have ridden since the snows

got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club

selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being

Of them has to be small, y’know!
And you’re looking for this moment where
You sit in your BMW after
All the work you’ve done and
All the accolades you get

the background
Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
Boy stop

not regular
You play division, I play premier
You probably got lyrics, but I got many-er
DEV, I've got fans in Kenya
If you want a CD manna got ten 'ere

you tonight!?
Where are you tonight!?
And how does your sign say!?
Have we got a little treat in store for you tonight!
We're gonna take you

have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song

And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in

then. Eh? What do you mean,
stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner,
would I?

stay in the village
Or risk it to benefit but
Have to move militant
If you're hatin', you're a child
You don't understand the Dax impact
And you won't

You just got played

Now if you want to play a player
You're gonna have to learn the game
Learn to play you can start today
And put that player down in

the
Instruments or get someone to play
It if I can't and the one
Time I sample for this album, it gets
Rejected, right before I have to turn
The album in i got

sex, 15
000 people cheering me on i could
Take all of you in
My bed right fucking now! But
You're not invited Mark

Tom: You have got giant boobs
And I

prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd

Sorry if I can't get to the phone right now I was probably running home
Don't lose you're faith in me I'll keep my promises
If I said I'm gonna be there,

is just a more
Multi-faceted mixture of all the
Personalities that I
Have in me i mean and I think that
If I was to not show that
Then I wouldn't be

position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're

Legs sprain in a ditch

I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have

You're gonna, hillbilly boy
Fire up that fiddle, play that Soldier's Joy
Fox On The Run, show 'em how it's done
Pass that jug of wine and let it shine,

a player nigga
Fucking with a player click
Hell yea I got a Queen bitch I'm on my poker shit
We gonna slide, On them fours here
Up in the D
We gonna show you

to you is like
Two tittles in the middle
Of two digit's mine big and your's little
Or two fiddles playing in the
Middle of a marching band
One fiddle's

hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say, say?
Wha-wha-what did you say, huh?
You're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind