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Flagged with the gun like Ksubi pants Pressure pressed shits you see the difference M box y'all safer smoking them dippers Band for a drink just to hit it
link if I want I just dropped 50, got flagged for the taunt YSL bag for my hoe if she want Louis Vuitton tags on my toes, I'm galant Off-white tags
I'm with the gang I'm with the bros Chasing the bag Never the hoes Who is this nigga with 25 bands just for the coat Feds got me flagged they wanna
I'm tired of These rappin'-ass niggas Niggas be assed out (Assed out) He shouldn't have blitzed, fuck nigga Tried to be slick, this nigga flagged out
I'll tell you a story of Jimmie the Kid he's a brakeman you all know He was born in Mississippi Away down south and He flagged on the T N & O He
flagged her down Said he was sick and could she drive him into town No one even doubted what she said was true 'Cause she was well respected in
a corner booth Of course you weren't my waitress mine was missing her front tooth So I flagged you down for coffee but I couldn't say a thing But I'm in
Got tired of livin' in that one horse town When to that station flagged that hummingbird down I didn't even call to say goodbye I couldn't stand
Born of the age Flagged hopes Censored rage The black clad box Bombs bursting in air Bleed white red and blue Cried dawn's early light For
Busted flat in baton rouge, waitin' for a train, Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, Took us all
flagged her down Said he was sick and could she drive him into town No one even doubted what she said was true 'Cause she was well respected in
born in Mississippi away down south and he flagged on the T N & O He yodeled to fame on the Boston Main the Wabash and the Teepee From the old Grand
a corner booth Of course you weren't my waitress mine was missing her front tooth So I flagged you down for coffee but I couldn't say a thing But I'm in
walked up the highway and I flagged down a car I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could My life was all before me and that highway sure
My darling my darling I wanted to call you my darling For many a many a day My darling my darling I flooded and flagged like a starling My courage
later Flagged up all my jennifer data Howdy podner gee you sure look fine Howdy podner how are you today Howdy podner are you going my way Goin'
We met on the highway, she flagged me down, Had a flat on her Stingray with nobody around I helped her out, she said climb in So I ditched my
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans And Bobby flagged the diesel down, just before it rained Took us
Busted flat in baton rouge, waitin' for a train, Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, Took us all
mama cried, papa did, too Oh, daughter, look what a shame on you I didn't know no better Oh boys In my girlish days I flagged a train, didn't
I'll tell you a story of Jimmie the Kid He's a brakeman you all know He was born in Mississippi, away down south And he flagged on the T. and N.
mama cried, papa did, too Oh, daughter, look what a shame on you I didn't know no better Oh boys In my girlish days I flagged a train, didn't
at the California line But I got Dixie on my mind I flagged down a semi going into Denver town It was snowing in them Rockies and he had to shut her down
gasin' up in a dust storm outside of Sedona She was chasing tumbleweed She flagged down a kenworth and jumped in a cab It was the last of her I'd ever
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