Lyrics:
something baby i'll pick up da phone
i can get 20 cases of my wet sean dean
weed,coc,ex,all wateva u want
yeah
we can take a tour thru my walk-in closet
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
one in my thoughts, so
Can you pick sides already (yeah)
I gave you time, you ready?
Can you pick sides already (yeah)
You won't pick sides, you
I'm a tortured soul, I live in disguise
Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5
I died in my sleep, I'm still Big Pimpin'
I ball at the mall,
sound good to me
Even if I live by all my exes
This Heart Belongs in Texas
This Heart Belongs in Texas
An old white church and a Dairy Queen
Tell me, what
(huh?)
White chalk on the sidewalk and it's my fault
Gucci keep goin' up, postin' all his whereabouts
In these foreign lands shakin' hands he don't care
All my exes live in Texas
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be
But all my exes live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die"
"My friends and relations they live in the Nation
They
Jackson Town, Wanted man in El Passo
I got bounties on my head in towns I wouldn't ever think to go
Wanted Man in Arizona, wanted man in Louisville
Jackson Town, Wanted man in El Passo
I got bounties on my head in towns I wouldn't ever think to go
Wanted Man in Arizona, wanted man in Louisville
equals death
Death is called the cousin of sleep
So live for something, peace
Hustlin', grindin'
Re-up put work on consignment
Then cash in
My
ex-old lady's things out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
the keys
And I got Jackson Cannery
Millionaires and millrats
Live side by side
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
Tell me what's he
JONNY CASH AND ALAN JACKSOM
It’s so good to have every day, all the good things we get day by day
We have a lot, we should never take it from our
that one-two jab
Wit the - glamorous jewels, wit the chandelier hues
Everytime I wave my wrist it makes the channel 3 news
In that 100 EX, that
All my ex's live in Texas
I live life, so I aint stressing
Flood the Rollie, iced my neckless
Hating niggas, always reckless
Mia, Im hard to find
Buffet margarita
Or an Alan Jackson hurricane?
Are you a good time, flask of moonshine
Going George Strait to my brain?
A girl can tell a lot about
the charts with my pain
Five hundred mil and I fall back in the 6ix
Finally give you niggas the space you need to exist
Michael Jackson shit, but the palace
bitch in my Bally's
Got some bows from out the valley
Ayy shout out to my woes in Cali
Met amigo, he from Texas
Send me bricks, told me to stretch it
have to be on
Four Seasons with the heaters
He pull in the valet, he playin' Jackson 5 Maria
Pourin' good burgundy, drinkin' wine by the liter
No, I'm never gangbangin' in my blue Chucks
Money callin' so I threw the deuce up
Yeah, they plottin' on me but they gotta do somethin'
Told my
For all the girls,
Didn't want us when we were nothing
No Thing
Now Lexxus, Flexxus,
To Texas us oh ah
[Chorus]
Now she want be my, be
michael Jackson bad
All these hoes calling me thriller
Got a nickname in my section and you
Might know me as "Get Em" cause I get 'em
Pockets lookin' like
By the Time I Get to Phoenix
Was the last song on your mind the day you left
You woke up in Nogales
With Tequila with her name across your chest
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