When I step on the scene Y'all know me 'Cause I walk with a limp Like a old school pimp, like a real O.G. I'm rocking vans I'm in the sand I've a got
Feels like I'm losing my mind Love is so hard to find You led me on to believe, you belong to me oohh ooohh I'm going trough difficult times I always
Oh oh oh oh, Cheat sheets.. Lonely night Week after the fight Out of control Shit just wasn't right Just got a text, are you free for the night? And
I walk you home to see Where you're living around And I know this place Pour yourself on me And you know I'm the one That you won't forget And in your
me and my truck like to hit the streets see just how many pretty girls we can meet after 2 AM on the weekend there was a 9 out of 10 standing outside
back truckin' on Been there get back truckin' on Been there get back truckin' on Been there get back truckin' on Get back truckin' on Get back truckin
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles Are we on the radio dukes? Awww yeah, give it to me Yeah, at night I can't sleep I'm tossin' and
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[I Stand Alone In My Four Conner Room, Staring At Candles. (Mannn Is This Shit On) ] Yeah, Aye, Aye-o At Night I Cant Sleep, I Toss And Turn, I Get Lost
Here she is, direct from the convent Miss. Dixie Leonard I was alone on a shelf in a world by myself Oh, where could my prince charming be? But a man
You can pull all the stops out Till they call the cops out Grind your behind till you're bend But you gotta get a gimmick If you wanna get a hand You
[Common] I'm a Jake I don't bake a cake I'm not a cake daddy you know the type be pullin up in a Caddy with a drop top see when I hoe hop I kick it
Caricatures of your wrecking ball gown In my mind all the time I wanna be in that damsel patterned alley Where you go for a smoke And sorrow slow dances
the chest when I'm slangin' chrome Tryin' to kill me a nigga when the beef is on [Hook 2x (Juvenile)] Baby, let me get the keys to that Rover Truck
"Hey, hey, hey, this is D.D. Deda Hello your caller ten" "I won, I won, I won" "Y'all shut the hell up" "Hey, what's your name?" "Tajuana from Brentwood
A truck stop in Kansas, nowhere to go Too many days without any shows It's 4 a.m. as I sip from my cup 5 a.m. the sun's coming up My body has shifted
I'm gonna assume that my phone is broken Delivery reports have ruined my life Half a bowl of cereal's left me choking Choking on time My guitar is on
Say what you want about it, it isn't true Just concerning me and you Is it any wonder anyway And nothing else to do? If you see it any other way First