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have any luck at all.

Everybody's luck keep changing
My luck stays the same
I talk and nobody listens
And no one remembers my name.

I'm a natural loser

Buck Owens)

I've got a tiger by the tail it's plain to see
I won't be much when you get through with me
Well, I'm losing weight and turning mighty pale

Stupid, Stoned and Dumb

Poison

Hollyweird

2002

a natural born loser, don't you understand
That's why you're born to sing in a rock n roll band
Born to feel the pain and write sad songs
With losers like

this glock right by my waste
I walk in margiela i buy out the store
Natural diamonds, my neck on froze
All of my shootas they gripping they poles
Broke

(Club)
Smelling like bud 
I'm getting green, it's tall like a Milwaukee Buck (Buck)
She wanna cuff
But, she showing me and the gang way too much love (Too

Even the ice cubes are nice
High fill power down vests
A buck-knife with the family crest on the handle
And I'm a loser
He goes to the gym every

blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh

I roam the streets where there's no peace, relax
Funk comin' in stacks, bullets comin' from gats
So I duck, lyrical buck buck get stuck
I'm jammin'

the winner, eyh
And please father god, There's so much I don't know
(But) Jesus's your heir I know, And I'm your son I know

Earth loser's heaven winner, eyh

neighborhood
A buck 50 for a buck 50 any way we could
Nike Roshe'ing to the payment for a Meagan Goode
And pulling Mach 5's just the way we should
Way we

thinner Manage to be a loser before I became a winner

There was a pass through my mind, so I'm thinking Heavy bottles crossed the table, I was drinking

emotions
Niggas big cap in they rap
We pushing shit back
Gone catch em like we Terrell Owens
I'm a big dog give a fuck bout what he know
Vv's dancing

Niggas big cap in they rap
We pushing shit back
Gone catch em like we Terrell Owens
I'm a big dog give a fuck bout what he know
Vv's dancing on a nigga

a Barbie

I'm a playboy, I feel just like Carti
She say I broke her heart and I tell her I'm sorry
Ooh, finders keepers, losers suck
I up the glock, make

can't link
She got her natural hair long
And she put shit on and that turn me on the most
All of my friends say I'm wrong
And she not the one but I

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

chillin' by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that work
I'm talkin' 'bout that

dealers
Sometimes I glorify the finer things
Because I didn't see them minor things
At the games, I'm known by the refs
Restaurants, I'm even greeted by

a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high

gonna slide
Baby hold the gat, put that shit by your side
I'm on one, so lil bitch don't kill the vibe
We smoke strong, got me floatin' in the sky
And
I

(Harlan Howard - Buck Owens)

I've got a tiger by the tail it's plain to see
Well I won't be much when you get through with me
I'm losin' weight and turnin'

Lonely (super lonely)
I loathe romancing in itself yea I'd be damned to try
I'm only dancing by myself so I don't slam my Irish buck
Compostable cups

(I'm'a have fun with this one)
Bro said they testin', wildin'
I said wait I'm on my way, uh (I'm on my way)
I can't argue with a loser
My life be

I know I fucked up, I'm just a loser
Shouldn't be with ya, guess I'm a quitter
While you're out there drinkin', I'm just here thinkin'
'Bout where

me
Fake love why they gotta show me
When I'm Stoney yeah I post by my lonely
I get the cheese macaroni
And I get the guap guacamole
Diamonds balling