Lyrics:
You better tie your boots I could smell the rain and it's coming on
You better tie your boots because it's the darkest before the dawn
You better
Its winter! Get outside!
Put on your boots,
boots, boots, your boots.
Point, flex, point, flex.
Point, flex, point, flex.
Point, flex.
Put
time to rock it this way
C'mon lets go
We're line dancing
With boots and dukes romancing
Gonna kick it up and baby let it flow
We're line dancing
Its
We them niggas that did it again bankroll never gon' end
When I boot up I boot up for real fake hoes couldn't give in
I gotta watch my back I know
Hey there, cutes, put on your dancin' boots and come dance with me
Come dance with me, what an evenin' for some terpsichore
Handsome face, I know
space (yeah)
Outer space (yeah, ayy)
Sheesh, fee, fee
I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks)
Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet
they want me dead they got plans
Hundred shots in the Lamb', catch a shot or be down
Niggas switch, I can't stand, want me dead or in the can
I just
There she stands
To one side
Dressed in black
From thigh to thigh
Stand back
Give us some room
In them black stacked boots
Are you kickin'
to the corner-store and back (ha)
Thigh-high boots, pony tails, slick back
New body, new bitch, niggas like "Who is that?"
I can make the dick stand up (yeah)
I
a wealth of friends
So take these boots that shine like Judas silver
And all these sad reflections on lost untraveled roads
While the rain falls
Pay your dues
Red snake on my boot
Holster Gucci too
(Gang)
Paper route, take yo' loot
Bounty on yo' head
So if I see you, I'm gon' shoot
Wild West,
For the opps Stand down
When the blicker up
Come through in the coupe
You can't fuck with us
Uncouth from the stoop
What the fuck is up
Got them
and cripple
The system will crumble
Under weight of the humble
In a show
Of strength unforeseen
Heavy-foot light-foot
Shabby-boot gum-boot
The ritual mamba
And the hunch I didn't play beckons my way
Like a crutch
Iron boots, aluminum wings
I just can't stop running into things
And I'm all smashed up
Honey...today I
hammered drink Beam (Beam!)
She likes to leave her boots on, I love to make her scream (scream!)
She's been known to cause brawls, never pays for nothin
Hey there cutes, put on your dancin' boots
And come dance with me
Come dance with me, what an evenin' for some Terpsichore
Pretty face, I know
Hey there cutes, put on your dancin' boots
And come dance with me
Come dance with me, what an evenin' for some Terpsichore
Pretty face, I know
like me?
Am I to old?
Splash, oh shit!
Oh shit
I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Now when I look in the mirror
And I see this ugly face,
the
Murderous
Corrupt minds that don't speak truth
Nobody cares for us
So people keep feeling weak
So let's all be conqueror's
Yeah yeah
And we shall stand yes
It's a Holy War homie and we armed for combat
The enemy camp we stomp that
Holy garments on like boots and fatigues
Cause we gotta get the victory,
to rock it this way
C'mon lets go
Were Line dancing
With boots and dukes romancin
Gonna kick it up and baby let it flow
And we're line Dancing
Its the only
to here is the root of all our problems
A body designed to stand in line and die with your boots on
Looking at those jokers poll again, another own goal
Let's see ya shake it to the right
Swing it to the left
Show em who's the best in all the West C'mon and step one, two
Stomp them boots
This tot is
All hands on deck it's time rock and roll
Boots laced up nine gets tucked now lets go
Brand new drop armored top that's my rolls
Weapons free it's
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