Lyrics:
Hallmark
At Walmart with a small cart buying wall art
And y'all who claim to be dogs aren't
No bite like a tree mostly just all bark, arf, arf
But y'all
He's 68 and brings my morning paper
Each day while it's dark
Then hustles off to greet folks
At the Highway 9 Walmart
His daughter moved back home
Prices low like Wal-Mart
Bricks on I-9 get ya shopping cart
Knee deep in the dope game
I'm not a farmer but I'm known to push them collard greens
as the Walmart
Yard so big I got a golf cart
Diamonds on me shining when you see 'em, boom bing
Diamonds on me shining when it's DM, boom bing bing
Diamonds
The president a a-hole (Fuck off)
Prayin' for a JFK
All we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target not from Target but from Walmart
Then it's a-ok
Fuck them boys
bitch say 6 o'clock
That duffle bag from Walmart that bitch hold 60 blocks, trey
Uh, I said I hopped up out that G-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans
from the time I was three years old.
When I was eight I used a muzzle loader to kill my first doe.
These days I go down to Wal-Mart and they set 'em in
outside to get food
How when the smell is like shit stew?
The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin, at the walmart
They
but the hood's in pain
When the schools close 'cause they say no money remain
Still undereducated, makin' minimum wage
Got your Wal*Mart, makin' new
boys
It's Compton, nigga, where everybody got heat
Even Walmart came through and stepped on the Compton swap meet
We lost niggas, and we found niggas
no dumb shit, nigga, we all smart
Same sweatsuit on, underclothes from Walmart
Nah, I ain't actin' crazy with them dudes (haha)
Got the diesel with
Presented by Walmart: A song to promote literacy
Also featuring Sara Evans, Martina McBride, Kenny Chesney, and Brooks and
Dunn
Phil: A little boy
to WalMart for (hard liquor)
Make sure that it's mixed
And twist it with a little bit of lemon juice on ice,
on ice, on ice, yeahhh
Hard liquor, hard liquor
It's with a stick like a rock band, some guitar shit (sku-du-sku)
Hit yo' block, we don't hit Walmart's, we hit targets (sku-sku-sku)
Chief Sosa
The bando smell just like a possom died
Trap tires my prices is lower than Walmart
50 bands don't make me saw off your
Feat and your body parts in my cookie
it
I'm goin' through it
My niggas in the slammer
I had to go to Wal-Mart and
Collect some Arm & Hammer
And go hard in the kitchen
Finessin' nothing
I'm too cool for beef with niggas
Just use that to speak to you
But truthfully who are these
Niggas? Like really, who are you niggas?
Wal-Mart is hiring
dance?
Grab her hands then proceed to do the runnin' child
Vindaloo the stomach growls, introduced to somethin' wild
Until we see civilization, Walmarts
(brother there's a little sale)
(on, er, on a vest)
(at ha, Walmart )
(9$)
(yeah)
(8 something)
(nice little vest, light)
Click [Repeatx4]
I
a break
I think I need to move, I think this isn't safe
Why the hell you follow me to Walmart?
Gotta know everythin', you ain't Nardwuar
Dress up
I know I've disappeared a time or two
Along the way I lost me and you
I needed a new town for my new start
I'm sellin' VCRs in Arkansas at a Walmart
It's Walmart, the bathroom
I'm staring in the mirror
Florescent lights are bright
It makes the lines clearer
Where did the Angel go?
Cigarette
Victoria's Secret, well, their stuff's real nice
Oh, but I can buy the same damn thing on a Walmart shelf half-price
And still look sexy, just as sexy
You'd hit the produce isle at the Super Wal-Mart"
So I bumped into a pretty girl's shopping cart
But all I did was break her eggs and bruise her
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