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making men I married the last of the Callaghan boys Will I never see Pittsburg again? Then the steel mills of Pittsburg were closed by the strikes
They're really rockin' in Boston Pittsburg, PA In the heart of Texas And 'round Frisco Bay Way over in St. Louis Down in New Orleans The cats
They're really rockin' in Boston Pittsburg, PA In the heart of Texas And 'round Frisco Bay Way over in St. Louis Down in New Orleans The cats
My new baby girl said I look so Major I'm far from being basic cuz' I'm Pittsburg tailored My ex Girl Wasn't feelin' my flavor She saw me at state
Sin city Please don't take My lover's heart, for mine will break It's no Pittsburg Please don't go Ohio You can take a tug there, oh, take a train
To answer all your questions I'm from Pittsburg Cali Every type of car swanging at the Pittsburg rally You wanna change the city I said yessir gladly Now
treat me like a villain I been in the field I been Pittsburg steelin Angel on the left, on the right its a demon Imma do whatever they wanna Beat it up
when we CRUISE x2 VERSE 2: and there aint nobody that do it like Pittsburg (NOPE) said there aint nobody do it like Pittsburg (NOT AH) i said it twice
J'suis toujours en conflit comme Uhtred de Bebenbeurg Ou Symon et Garfunkel Les voir loin genre à Pittsburg Ca y est ça monte et on garde les frères
of Pittsburgh's only phone wire Turns and faces you To turn and I say I want you to know I hear and sway I crack and burn Down the towering turn Of Pittsburg's only
wanna play me Pitty the fool Pittsburg still hurt Trickling drip n I never lost it Dick n dreams Where it get u? Damn that's sad needa tissue? Turbulent
cold like an iceberg I been a fuckin goat since my birth (my birth) I bet I'll leave a mark like Walburg (Walburg) Imma steal her like Pittsburg
Ya'll ever met my family Boy we a dandy Everything we been doing is what ya'll probably fancy Back bar at Fat Daddy's in Pittsburg, Kansas Drum
she a slop topper Shawty gotta thick curve shape call er cola bottle You know imma big bird hey ill fly ya home Call em Pittsburg got a gold n black
And we walked off, walked off, walked off, to look for America Kathy, I said, as we boarded the greyhound in Pittsburg Michigan seems like a dream
some hard travelin' Lord I been workin' the Pittsburg steel I thought you know I been workin' that red-hot slag Way down the road I been a-blastin', I
nigga C4 And you know I’m on that bomb, bad lemonade Pittsburg we the shit Fuck niggas y'all need to quit Roll one you gon‘ need a hit See me a bad bitch
And we walked off to look for America Cathy, I said As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburg Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days
when that 9-milli peel (Is it real?) Realer than Pittsburg (Steel) Yo Ghost pass the toast, these niggas is daffodils Got butt-naked bitches countin'
I slept last night in the bus depot in Pittsburg Tonight I walk the streets of Baltimore Ain't no telling where I'll be tomorrow my baby don't care
First Class Flight To Pittsburg The Way I Direct Shit Man They Think That I'm Steven Spielberg 200 Thousand Dollar Car So You Know What It Is Girl Put
make it on my own Oh what about a Pittsburg nigga? I'm gonna buy a LA home Rollin up papers, turning down favors All these fake cushions, I got my
At my crib, cleaning rooms in there So many shoes you'd think I'd buy my shoes a pair A fuckin fool, hide up with Pittsburg pimpin Ever since my old
told How they pulled out of Pittsburg for six days on the road Bout the Feather River Canyon and climbin' the old grapevine That old roadhouse down in
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