Lyrics:
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Young and I'm wildin', (?) try him
He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
If you catch
it's gone, they turn him down.
They're all alike at the bottom, selfish and gasping for all.
They'll stand by a man while he's winning and laugh in his
it all come from that (Pure white cocaine)
Versace, nigga, ice hockey, nigga, it all come from that (Pure white cocaine)
My momma, 65 with a 'Rari
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For me it's your inability to speak
You're wasting your time
Bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the wild coyotes will howl over me
Where the buffalo roam on the prairie sea
Bury me not on the lone prairie
It
you know the rest
clpha ladies do it
The best
Cuz I'm a Babe in the Ivy League
Babe in the Ivy League
Trying to reach me but you out of my league
in the prairie to die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body was all
Here upon this prairie hill
Shepherds all are we
Watching o'er our flocks by night
Angels come and see
Steady how the oxen pull
Home is close at hand
I'm making gold and platinum tracks
I'm in my bag all alone in my habitat
I'm in a class by myself
A league of my own
I'm in a class by myself
A league
league, she's been outta my league
Baby I understand if you don't want me
Maybe she's just too out of my league
Blowing in the breeze smoking on the palm
walk by, talk fly
See what my game like
The League gettin crackin like a
Safe in a bank heist what?
Nigga you ain't nice, nigga just think twice
It's Tay
in the prairie
To die by a ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble his
Chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body
Was all
trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a sound that topped the devil's choir
Then we knew we had to race a raging prairie fire
When all at once a flame
trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a sound that topped the devil's choir
Then we knew we had to race a raging prairie fire
When all at once a flame
on the prairie
To die by a Ranger's gun
Death's sharp sting did not trouble
His chances for life were too slim
Where they were putting his body
Was all that
Talk yours Tuesday but Saturdays when the beef start
Other leagues losing to us we the league sharks
Bodies after bodies all season call it free chalk
definition of step pops
My shit is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you can't spell "bars" without
Puttin' that "Ars" in it
Y'all niggas hear me
Pure Prairie League
I'm almost ready
To let you know just how bad I feel
I'm almost ready
To let you loose and find another heart to steal
My
chillin', milk 'em, top billin'
Silk and pure linen top
Billin' pure linen-linen
It's been a fabulous life, 21st floor
Wonder what I'm searching it for
Emmylou Harris & Pure Prairie League
I know that it's supposed to be all over
And I know that I can take it if that's the way it has to be
But ya'
Yo
(Uh huh)
Yeah, (ay yo), yeah
Chamber Music, fuckin' the party up in (yo)
Come on! You know what it is
(Thou must bust shots all the time,
even do nun for his people
As if the league don't got a leader
(And it's me)
Yu flip a coin Just to decide how you gone feel today
(You do)
I hope it
a run battery
Gal de all over mi house since a Mackrey
Drink me like a strawberry daquiri
It go so den
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we need
No bother
Thirteen, fourteen gal in a mi factory
It's simple a no every gal match me
But it no simple when them all wan' fi latch me
Some hold me down fi dem friends
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