Lyrics:
ain't never been locked
And I can guarantee that it never will
That old man right there in the rocking chair
At the courthouse square I'll tell you now
than just respected
The county courthouse records tell all there is to tell
The pockets of the gamblers will soon miss Jesse's money
And the black eye
to never do that stupid ass shit again
HAAAAAN! Montana
I swear to God, when I die, go and bury me in linen
I was high in that courthouse when Max got
(If the world was a small town)
Probably would've gone to the courthouse
Have one or two babies by now
Couple little Southern angels
You'd be
Went down by the old courthouse
Stumbling through the streets
Had to get out of the house
Had to use my feet
And you may not think much of me now
through the skin
Mix it with lemon juice
Touch your fingertips
You'll taste the lemon
The police
Started a riot
Down at the courthouse
Again
Running
no track
I got the heart of Faye Dunaway whippin' that child with the coatrack
T.V. droppin' bombs or droppin' germs
Baby moms in the courthouse
they judge you
In the courthouse with this long hair like Rapunzel
I was way too content with depression (suh, suh)
All those negatives turn me into
mouth
I'm wildin', I want a foreign now
Drop my mama off outside the Lord house
And pick my partner up from out the courthouse
Let a nigga snore, I
copper head
OFB that shit bloodshed
Break these barriers
I was at the courthouse tryna act like an amateur
Age nineteen, got significant role, I wish
Fresh Chargers
Play With Me U Gettin Slaughtered
I'm The Big Dawg In This Family
The Judge At This Courthouse
It's Purple When We Smoke Out
It's
talking 'bout lean, I sip it
Got way too many bitches, I'm pimping
Young nigga still living like Diddy
Fuck the judge, courthouse full of Bimmers
Fuck
a couple miles up the main road
Past the courthouse, past the corn rows
They got two for one buckets of them cold beers
Yeah, you can go anywhere but
Never say never
They slump by the courthouse with windburn skin
That man could give a fuck
About the grin on your face
As you walk by, randy
Never say never
They slump by the courthouse with windburn skin
That man could give a fuck
About the grin on your face
As you walk by, randy
up the Caprock you can see all the towns
And the courthouses lit up for ten miles around
It's a magical time to be traveling the roads
Watch
up, yeah
We still rollin', yeah
They gon' go with me, yeah
Forever loadin', still rollin', still rollin'
Courthouse only time that we lack
Name
knew it was bad
Two weeks later in the crowded courthouse
Raining cats and dogs outside
Sure was awful the way mama was crying
She says she knew that
prosthetics in Afghanistan
Picture a courthouse with no fucking laws
Picture a cathouse with no fucking whores
Picture a shithouse with no fucking drains
hung my head, I hung my head
Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there
I see the judge high up in his chair
“Explain to the courtroom
What went
be right on top
There's a place in old dominion
Near that courthouse by the square
Where all will be right
All will be right on top of the day
the dust kicked up in the uphill battle
With my guns drawn and sword out
Pointed towards the courthouse
I sort out words from my war torn mouth
I
Come on, honey
Stop denyin'
Or I'm forever gonna be a bachelor
Leave the steps of your house
Get down to the courthouse
Gimme a G and an A
Why, 'cause
knuckles are more than just respected
The county courthouse records tell all there is to tell
The pockets of the gamblers will soon miss Jesse's money
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