Lyrics:
a marathon, but why it feel like I'm racing
Gettin' to the money, I ain't tryna get complacent
F****n' up the booth, smokin' on this Gary Payton
F****n'
Forfeit a kitten by the forks from the kitchen
With horsemen who drew the same symbols
Pitchforks waving out a grand theft four by four support system,
Sunday clothes by the window
Monday I can feel the heavy wind blow cold
Had to find a meaning by my ends though
I don’t pick it up when my cell phone
By David Allan Coe
She's hard to get started
She's always so cold
In the mornings I find her -
She's looking so old
There's so many miles
I've been
alive
You are by far
The baddest bitch alive
You are by far
The baddest bitch alive
I only have eyes for my Gemini
No lie, former sides step aside
I'm her
there when I fell
To catch me, the minute shit was heated, she just bailed
I'm standing here swingin' on like thirty people by myself
I couldn't even
my bitch
Super-hot
Niggas act like they on
But they
Really not
I be by myself
Smoking Gary Payton
Glove pack
Yea I see the girl
That you claiming
I
'm like, duh, what the fuck you thought this was
I'm not gary but I always keep the glove
We just fuckin' baby girl don't fallin' in love, hey
I served ha
true business men
Talkin about it, by the way
B, what we doin' this week on SoundScan?
If I ain't in Japan, I'm in the Valley (Valley)
Or maybe next
going up
Yeah I might, just might just might blow
Yeah I might, just might just might know
Livin by the dollar nigga
Livin by the buck
Bitches worth
I can't cry
I don't know why I stand by
Or why I ever stood by
I always thought it's lies when they told me I did a good job
I never got a prize
on me
Walk by my lone cuz them folks really draining me
Give me a mission I can hold it down
Shit coming fast ain't no slowing down
Run up that cash then
racks, I already touched 20 by the time I was 18
I be trynna stay lowkey yall boys be doin shit just to be seen
No Cain and Abel, you touch dexo I kill ya
By David Allan Coe
I'VE DONE SOME RAMBLING DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI
I'VE DONE SOME TIME IN TENNESSEE
I SERVER MY SENTENCE IN A FENDER TWIN AMPLIFIER
ain't Saint Laurent, ay, your shit fake SL
You ain' got speed with me, no you a Gary, you a Snail
If I had no mother I woulda done brought a knife to show
in the backyard
James ride by poppin a wheelie
Aye Tay I'm still dreaming
And I'm still
I'm still dreaming
Aye bro I'm still
They thought it's
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
Slide to the crib like I'm giving eviction
I got some wings and I fly like a pigeon
Spread my wings and fly, nah
It be by my side, yeah
And I'm rocking
Shuffle.
Mike Richardson
I'm L.A. Mike, and I play it cool.
They don't sneak by me 'cause I'm no fool.
I fly on the field and get on down.
The game done got cold man
And I ain't talking Gary's name
I'm a H.U.S.T.L.A
I'm on the grind, on the regular
I hustle hard whether I'm in the Yo
Or up in
shoot
You an Air Jordan
Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearing Jordan
Had to tell Mike, strap it up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts,
You an Air Jordan
Hutch and Gary did all my ice, you wearing Jordan
Had to tell Mike, strap it up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts, I
I'm home"
She can't do wrong by a friend
They fight for attention
And when it all falls apart
She blames it on them and then they start again
.jpg/200px-Allan,_Gary_(2007).jpg "Gary Allan")
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