Ja Rule] Ride for this Where my niggas at get high to this Where ya'll at Die for this Throw guns up to the sky for this Where ya'll at Ride for this
Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches
, no If I could get to the mercy man He'd give me some I know I got a gal in Vicksburg Bertha is her name Wish I's tied to Bertha Instead of this ball
', Mr lumberjack? Is it one for forward and three for back? Is it two for stop or four for go? Boy, ask a whistle punk I don't know Well, I learned this
My pappy said when I was seventeen you're six feet tall and your face is clean And it don't look right for a boy that old to not make a livin' loadin'
I took the elevator to the floor I was assigned I fumbled with the key the way I did that at her time Inside I thought of all the things that started in this
day after day to where my sweetheart rowed away And I gaze across the water of the rainy Ponchartrain Just one thing and nothing more ever floated back to shore Was this
Bill began his sing I don't want my hat to be hung When my last song is sung But he never let fame go to his head "This is Smiling Bill McCall", he
Well I knew A boy named Willie Brown He was A lover of our town wherever he went the girls fell down, and cryed for Willie Brown crazy about Willie Brown
when they delivered me We didn't have a doctor 'cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Papa played the Dobro this
He was just an old country doctor In a little country town Fame and fortune had passed him by Though we never saw him frown As day by day in his kindly
The ole roan's got green in his eyes Mean as the devil and twice as wise A fire in his nose and a bow in his back Can't nobody ride him but Boss Jack
I ride an old paint he's on the worry side And I'm a saddle tramp about to cross the great divide Where there's grass in the coolies and water in the
start cryin'. Yo, yo do you want, to take a ride? Lets go baby! No, she doesn't wanna take a ride. You gotta check out this ride! Yo, check out this ride
?re lost and you?ve run out of road Find what I already know In the end close is all there is But you won?t find this No, you won?t find this There?s
Yeah, let's get out of this town tonight Let's get out of this town tonight Yeah, we won't ever get caught Ever be found Baby, let's just get out of this
time And what good is a song for peace when the fucker doesn't even rhyme I won't be calling Calling as we level And when were falling I'm like this
