, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Sometimes, I think maybe we'll patch it all up Like a favorite pair of jeans that
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ease out (Take it all, you need me) And Rule 5, fall or die Cop that shit that the ballers buy Ride that wip that the ballers drive Big GT Royce Chevy that
't keep her hands off of me Oh, play me some old Alabama Oh, play me some old Alabama Won't you play me some old Alabama? Play me some old Alabama, won
head on my chest That's the you that I like best Gimmie that girl Gimmie that girl lovin' up on me Old t-shirt and a pair of jeans That's the you I wanna
beater jeans and braids an oversized birkin bag and a fresh pair of j's louis vuitton shades thats my gift for the day 365 thats the way that i play
Priest] A dark December eve my mother conceive a species Some sorta rare breed believed to be of gods seed With royal blood flowing thru her jeans Answer
shorty to break me off I'm so fly Got my keys, picked my toy Top drop down, let the haters hear the noise Hit that paddle turn that wheel Push that
but chic You funky but, funky but Alright, alright, alright Got a pair of shoes, yeah, somebody gave me Mama thinks I look pretty fruitiful in jeans
while And do it country style In my dirty old hat With my crooked little grin Granted beady neck And these calloused hands In a muddy pair of jeans With that
we've got A love that's real, yeah An old pair of jeans or an evening gown You still see the same girl that you found Me, that's all I have to give
my green I'm like, "What the fuck is this? Billie Jean?" People harassin me, steadily askin me dis or dat, some even had the audacity to say that I only
my jeans keep fadin', fadin' And my jeans keep fadin' Dunno where these guys do come from That say they'll kill and die for someone It's a fluke people, that
to Custer (I love America) Here they come There they go I love my jeans and I love my hair I love a real tight skirt and a real nice pair And on the
An old guitar with brand new strings Your favorite faded pair of jeans That first apartment away from home A newborn sleeping all night long Seeing him
to day life So I quickly opened the wardrobe Pulled out some jeans and a t-shirt that seemed clean Topped it off with a pair of old shoes That were
hot, girl, you're makin' me sweat You gotta round thing that I can't forget From yo hips all the way to yo chest looks so good I must say that I'm impressed
damn hot girl you're making me sweat, You got a round thing that I can't forget, From your hips all the way to your chest, Looks so good, I must say that