Lyrics:
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
of the west
Move in silence, yeah, we juggin' like that
Act of violence, yeah, we juggin' like that
I did a lot of dumb shit in my past
Lord forgive me,
little girl
Trouble (trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble) is my middle name
I'm just a born wanderer driftin' by one day
Each place that I've been,
Said to me, Don't I know your name?
I muttered somethin' under my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When
Matthew:
What about my ass?
It's hard from sports
This repulsive celebrity double date has been brought to you by the Church of the Latter Day Saints.
the credentials of strippers in Atlanta
Ass came with a hump from the jump she was a camel
I want to ride like Arabians
Push an '04 Mercedes-Benz
"Hello my name
real name is"
"My real name is"
"My sisters name was"
Scratch
Cooky puss, cook, cook, cook, scratch, scratch
Oh,cook, cook, cook, cook oh cooky
called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man
He used to send me pictures
bartender mayor.
Our mayor's name is Captain Tony Tarascino,
Has a little place called Captain Tony's Saloon
Where we wrote a little song called Last
Singing in the shower, laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
Love all kinds of weather 'long as we're together
I love to hear you say my name
her then forget her name
And I wish I could stay for midday coffee
But I just can't get this dreamin' off me
If I could find me a place to rest my
world when you're the new kid in town, ain't it, Henry Boy
Well the North side is for diamond studded women subtly selling their wares
And the West side
think 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of
Damn, is he really that caught up?
I ask if you talked about classics, do my name get
This is the story of love that came undone
This is the story of two men
And a gun of two men and a gun
A man that I'd never met stole my wife
[Missy Elliott]
Check it
See I don't want to say that this is the end
I'll end by saying this is where we?ll begin
Hip hop is a freedom
got some time to hear his story
My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine
More than my wine
More than my maker,
listening, couldn't get real interested
My days get darker, so the haze get sparked up
All this hate, sound the same when my name get brought up
You had
After thirty five years the grass still don't grow in that rock hard west Texas ground
Where my old dad still clings to that old coyote town
Like horses
girl, what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was?
Damn, a nigga buzzed (fucked up)
Hangin' in the club with my nephew Eminem (what's up Slim?)
girl, what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was?
Damn, a nigga buzzed (Fucked up)
Hangin' in the club with my nephew Eminem (What's up Slim)
He never called me by my name just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man
He used to send
tore me apart
Blue eyes and blue skies fade into the dark
Letting go is the hardest part
Yeah
Hello summer, goodbye to my heart
Blue skies
on top
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
I got the game on lock
It ain't gon' stop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
You hear my name so
rackn', in the back whats happenin'
40 Glock, snap a Insta, ain't no need for no caption
I got put on by four niggas, wasn't need for no bandage
I did my
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