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the fliest, just in case
They forgot I'm finn' remind these niggas I'm the fuckin ace dawg
When we pull up at the place dawg
Ain't no time to think about

laces 
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! 

Stupid people in the streets, they laugh and stare at me 
If they'll try to beat me up - I've got boots sized 45 
My boots are

Living well in the boot of Italy
My summer home No Paparazzi
Or much less than the states there be
It’s very quaint no paparazzi
On a rolling hill

Black hair tall boots dead stare oh no
I think it's happening again
Absinthe snakebite cigarettes and nightlife
I think I've made a new friend

Got my country drip on
It's a cowboy world
Oh I want that girl right dere
Got the cowboy boots don't stare
Got my country drip on
It's a cowboy world

yassified
Yassified
If you want to slay tonight
Go out
Life life
Get yassified
Yassified
Boots down
Every town
It's time to live life right
Go out
Live life

I'ma toot that pussy and then boot her

You niggas a bitch, call my shooter, aye
We pull up on your block with the ruger, aye
She give me top off top, I

covered in fendi
Dont ask for loot stacks they comin in plenty
Gon get the boot from the gang you aint trendy

You aint trendy you gon get the boot yah

We've got a lot of stuff
Our house is pretty small
Packed up in boxes stacked wall to wall
From your grandparents and my grandma
And they're all

the man I might need me a suit
Bought a whip and then I lost me the roof
If they shakey ima give em the boot
If they real ima always salute
Ugh Yea money

it
I'm the man I might need me a suit
Bought a whip and then I lost me the roof
If they shakey ima give em the boot
If they real ima always salute
Ugh

Pull up like a monk, Devil's in the trunk
Why you here if your shit don't bump
Their shit never run
All my tracks like
Forrest Gump
I ain't sayin'

Tonights the night lets get saddled up
We bout to ride out and look real tuff
We gonna ride out
Hey hey we gonna ride out
We bout to hit the rodeo

know what we finna do
She finna go for the bags
She finna go for the boots
I'm finna go for the 'jag
I'm finna Skrrt in a coup
We want the bag
Gotta' go

Planet Boot 2 you better get a jay
Bitch I'm balling I been making plays
The pack touchdown hip hop hooray!
I take off on niggas like Veteran's Day

civil rights 

Blood at the roots Blood in the land 
Blood on they boots Blood on they hands 
Blood on the leaves Blood on they feet 
Strange fruit

to make me feel somethin
I don't have no feelings for you I just want them boots bumpin
I wont tell yo hoe secrets baby I'm a real one
Come and bend it over

Yeah
Chimney Records
Press record and then
Tell them go off again
TRiBE seh

Clean up your heart and come
If your eye red wash out them and look

with the crew ne Mazowe ka pa side
In these tough times man I keep the tears

Who got the fruit? Who got the juice for the loop?
Who got the boots for

the fliest just in case
They forgot I'm fining remind these niggas I'm the fucking ace dawg
When we pull up at the place dawg
Ain't no time to think about

That resistol is beat up and bent on the brim
All his denim's worn thin
He never outgrew them John Wayne dreams
He's still trying to be Wyatt in

Freudaslude (Making up words again, Here we go)
Jazzflute
Old boot (old boot)
Awe shoot (my leg)
She kinda cute (I love her)
I can't, though
(Yeah baby)
Julius

yelling  hop in the back
Cause it's a trail
Ride Out
Put your boots on

It's a new song by Big Daddy Ton
Ride Out
Bring them coolers out
This is what it's

Ve vyjebaným beatboxu uh
Boty a kočky, kočky a boty
Boots n cats na vás na kokoty
Boty a kočky všichni jste močky
Chci pořádnou snídani a ne ovesný