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cabra No desconfiés de la Palabra Porque la Palabra siempre será Aunque se pierda la cabra Ranch'e playero good for you Ranch'e playero good for me
Horse Ranches and some Cattle Streets the only thing i Gal Im bout paper just like a Raffle 3rd Coast niggas got nostalgia pop that Fly shit x yo
got aboard that supersonic rocket ship So I need someone to start explaining to me then Why there ain't no country for spacemen. We got our ranches
towns and ranches in spite of threats and rain While stayin' safe and dry inside the Strand The Strand it was a fortress in the heart of town It's
interest Are manager's requests They all bought the ranches All the cash to spend on their girlfriends Howard Hughes is missed a turn there And in their
And in their interest Are manager's requests They all bought the ranches All the cash to spend on their girlfriends Howard Hughes is missed a turn
alien branches Getting some top up in Arabian ranches Foots In the game, remember the name I’m here to stay and finding my way Learned from
Yeah Ranches ranches Chicago I'm richer than my dad Let it go, let it go Don't give me no fake smiles Don't give me no fake love Don't get me so
Life's not fair, Sometimes a day just gon' be like a few years I'm laid back, just a nigga from the ranches I must get that bread, I know I deserve it I
I'm passing sleeping cities Fading by degrees And believing all I see to be so I'm flyin' over backyards Country homes and ranches Watching
the middle of a tree We've seen alligator farms and tarantula ranches, But there's still one thing we gotta see Well, we crossed the state line about 6:39
jokes. We've been stopping by since 49, Ain't nothing fancy, just kids and ranches and Clean white shirts and jeans! Lots of smiling faces, little
the middle of a tree We've seen alligator farms and tarantula ranches, But there's still one thing we gotta see Well, we crossed the state line about 6:39
The north and south to keep them out, by God I'd build it tall Casinos, chicken ranches, I'd legalize them all We'd have our own Las Vegas, in the hills
I’m rangers at ranches out of their ranges Kickin shit up now these Niggas can’t stand up Sit down I'm too fuckin' profound I'm rap Diddy to strangers,
ever did it White diamonds, Elizabeth Taylor White folks money crazy paper Vegas mansion, Cali ranches Monkeys, tigers, zebras, pandas Giraffes
girl in my condo Bitch, I'm ballin' like Rondo Flexin', ranches up in Texas I know it's a blessin' but I don't know what's a recession If we talkin
cigars in Cuba Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drink and smoke and feel empty in this penthouse (ah) Mansions like a camp, ranches like rainbow
can't forget Canal Point ZB doing city, Polk County, get with me LP, Franklin Park, Hallandale, Liberia, Dania beach Carver Ranches, rest in peace to Y
cattle on my ranches Oh, yeah It's too strong, something's wrong and I guess I lost the feelin' I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like
I'm passing sleeping cities Fading by degrees And believing all I see to be so I'm flyin' over backyards Country homes and ranches Watching
of black jacks and of women And of anything that's slipped into his lands And the ranches and the mustangs And the way you said "you can have all
on my ranches Oh, yeah It's too strong, something's wrong and I guess I lost the feelin' I don't mind the games you play, but I don't like your
crafted with aim, I bought 'em all Fly ranches, cause they all stand beside me with flames Regardless, yo, to making the classic, you gon' witness some
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