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I get up before the dawn
I'm off to work and I slip em on
It's sweat and dirt all day long
Drinks after work and they carry me home
Fancy dinners

Still a great night
You know it's still a great night
Still a great night
I said it's still a great night
Still a great night
We're gonna clean up

ship, human souls in the hull
He got the whole world in his hands, ice cold
Open them palms up, turned black as a ghost

Nothin' ever happens 'til it

Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)

Limp Bizkit

Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water

2000

on rollin, baby
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?

Now move in, now move out, hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna

and

She let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
She drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots to closin' time
I got her number and name

Riches and the ice, yeah, yeah (no, no, no)
Riches and the ice, yeah, yeah

I don't wanna wake up
I'd rather dream, that's the way that you stay up
I

Pearl 'N' Roy (England)

Mott the Hoople

The Hoople

1974

SHUT UP!!!
It's clean the chimneys kids, and it's 1974
Shake a fist, make Oliver Twist
There's no way you ain't poor
Work the mine, work the factory

Raised On It

Sam Hunt

Between the Pines [Acoustic Mixtape]

2015

of the night
Like oh oh oh oh oh
Breaking our boots in
Stompin' on the ground we grew up on
Yeah, we were raised on it (raised on it)
Worked hard and played

and it no frownzy
That's why a you, me love fuck
Let you cum ten times then we cuddle up
Boo, i'm love struck
Anytime we fuck, the boots affi bust
Shift

I'm tossin' back the beers, because your not here 
Wiping off the tears, 'cause you up and disappeared 
Ridin' round town, til my tank's on E 
Are

past
Tryna pick up on this cash
Kuz the time is moving fast
I don't know if it's gone last
On the run On the run
Running to the money like a junkie

on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin'

Stirring up a farmers crowd
Yeah we're bud bottles smashing off an old stone wall
Boot Barn stomping on a hard wood floor
Blood sweat and tears
Yeah let me

on
Still fight the game without one chain on
Still feelin' muddy, I've embedded my roots
Stompin' like a soldier, rain is fillin' my boots
Still feelin'

some drink on my rick owens
I got purple boots, I feel like I'm boots like I'm in dora
Never heard of you, why you dissing
I'm not even knowing
Guess

Times have sure been hard lately
I been running wide open
This storm I'm up against just ain't taking
No breaks or holding no punches
Well it's more

and weed and my Glock in my bag
Load up a clip I got too many mags
She suckin my dick I got too many bags
A belt and some boots cause I don't wanna sag
I

If ya finna get it in ya betta get it out
You look me up you look away you look around
But eyes aint lyin so if ya really bout it
Don't fight

the fuck down, yuh
Slow the fuck down, yuh
Slow the fuck down, yuh
Hop out the Benz and I shoot, yuh
Bloodstains all over my boots, yuh
All of my chains in

throwin' up threes, huh
Need four, five, six rings

We got big chops, big knocks, woo
Ain't no pigs chillin' with my crew
Spent a pretty penny on the boots

Don't Tempt Me

Luke Combs

This One's for You

2016

I've been doing my best to make church on Sundays
And ain't been calling in hungover most Mondays
I guess you could say I'm being grown up
I got

buying tickets round trip
Yea your pants might need a zip rock that shit all on your hip
Wearing boots owens rick, rest in peace to big vic
Got a lot up

stop me from
Greatness, lil baby, you trippin'
Go lace up yo' shoes or yo' boots
And go get you some millions

Yeah
Flavor on flavor, Dior when I walk

on me,  got stacks on me
I roll around in my check
And I got the black coupe with the mask
Too got the pointers all on my neck
I've been countin' up blue