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butter I'll grab a can of sardines Runnin' up and down the isles of the Mini-Mart Stickin' food in our jeans We never took more than we could eat
I'm a fumbled wrecked star They call me DJ Mini-Mart 'Cause that's where I work Everybody knows I fell afoul of fame And you're to blame that I am
you just give me a ride to the mini-mart To the mini-mart To the mini-mart To the mini-mart Practice what you preach, that's the last thing you said
The giants gonna feast tonight They're after me while they're tearing apart Little ones like it's meat from the Mini-Mart The shadows in the dark Last one,
and I'm on the dot Goodbyes come a year too soon Left here searching for something new Far end of the courtyard Five A.M to the mini-mart Goodbyes cut
rob that Mini-Mart, nigga" Now look what I done did, damn, I had to be the big man They're lookin at me shifty, better shut up 'fore I get slammed
I met her buyin' iced tea at the corner mini-mart She was thirsty, I was hungry for a start With somebody who wouldn't break my heart Like
Remember to show gratitude The darkest night is nothing new Sonny's got a problem All the mini-mart clerks know She knows nothing of Eminem's Suburban
In lonely gas stations with mini-marts You'll find rows of them for sale Liquor-filled statues of Elvis Presley Drink like a vampire His
down, alright I can't wait till our next date We'll walk around and stay up late We'll go to the mini-mart We'll kick stones 'cross the empty lot
digging what I just seen Rolled up another one, still in a daze though Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country roads [Chorus:] I just
be getting to heaven Heaven Ka-ching, ka-ching The register it rings It's the late night shift At wilson's mini-mart Ring-a-ling, The alarm
cuando tengo ganas de romance Muchas veces no le doy alcance Y me tengo que conformar Con la gordita del minimart Sin embargo es lo que yo tengo que
woes Fall as they go Fall as they go Came back from hell just to hit up a Mini-Mart My burner bring terror if you been talking smart Started my life
at The bed, Ann's home, hey let's go to the mini-mart The bed, Ann's home, bags down I'll rest in art The purpose, of beauty, just might fill my heart But this
there and pick up a couple a things; A carton of cigarettes and maybe another case of beer. I hope there's a mini-mart in heaven.
He was beggin' by the mini-mart Who'd guessed he had a purple heart Scars underneath his bearded chin Betcha don't remember him 'Cause you were
cart For these low-ass prices I am feeling very smart From these low-ass prices Ring it up mister, cash or charge Mega haul at the minimart I’m no
like a ouija board From the toy store Listen to the minimart Stupid off some drinkin Smarter than the average cartoon human M shiller Bluer than
I might start a fire With the lighter I bought from the minimart My ass hair is on fire Sorry if we're Dancing and I Fart Sorry if we're Dancing
to the floor Cops can’t catch me In the Minimart oh look that’s me Thug shot I hope my homies see it Beemer out front nope Imma steal it This the speed that I
rocks wit no faders The fake shit is what made us Minimart Tho the city dark You can see the sparks Like it's meant to be Ex girl gotta new man Wit a new
orgasmic bliss I make up with it with heart but if you want I'll take the rhino pills from the minimart It would be a start We can pour a glass Pass the gas
dope cross the street from the mini-mart Got the drum on my Glock that's a titty bar Bet the slugs from this pump blow him really far Got a COUP bitch I
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