I sat beside a man from Hollywood, California on a plane He said he had rich and famous friends, yeah he liked droppin' names I said, "Well, howdy do,
Plowin' these fields in the hot summer sun Over by the gate lordy here she comes With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea I make
Dear mama, well, here's a letter from your girl Well, I think my city days are done, mom And it ain't been three weeks since I came And mama, do remember
Cas: 2:52 Jede traktor je to Zetor, jede do hor orat brambor. Zemedelci brambor zaseji, potom pohnoji, pak zas vyreji mladenec si kapsu namasti, prachama
I'm like Kenny Rogers in Six Pack Girls won't give my dick back All this sex affects my syntax The pistol I pack's impact Make's you gasp infact So sit
[Verse 1:] Don't you talk? You know I've heard it All before That I'm deserving of Something more You think I'm worth it But you're not the one willing
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[Intro] Let's get it Homeboy, y'all already know what it is man, this ain't that New York man T.I.P. pimp squad click, ya understand that? King of the
Are You Ready x4 Tonight we ride All you service sector, discontenders, RIDE WITH US All you voiceless fuckers and system suckers, RIDE WITH US If you
[Chorus] Ride with us; take you to a level that you never seen Puttin' in work just to live the dream, for those that said we couldn't Live this life
How ya gonna make it baby? That's the question to be asked Life goes on around you In so many different ways I know my share of history How hard it is
Queen of denial, sex plain Jane I'm a little bit crazy but you're insane Two lane highway, take the middle lane Forever in a hurry, always being late
Well my buddy Jo gave me a laughing pill Well it tasted like shit and it gave me the chills I saw his girlfriend's face in a bucket of water He said a
I sit in the boring hot sun Riding on top of my big John Deere With all of the noise from the engine It's no wonder that I can't hear There is one thing
Here comes Mary pulling forty miles of pain Walks in, slaps it down, she rolls it out again She's force fed, fucked and shunted, she stands out in the
What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor earl-eye in the mornin'? Way-hey, and up she rises, Way-hey, and up she rises
I've spent all my life just carrying on And for every right thing I've done ten have been wrong It's not that I'm bragging for the sake of a song But
I knew you were absurd but did you think you were the lord when you said that vengeance is mine Before you pushed me out without the slightest hint of