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Главная » 2009 » Апрель » 2 » It Ain't A Thang
It Ain't A Thang
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[Verse 1:] 
Now tell me this 
What u fucking with the lames for girl? 
Scoop u up out the night and take u to my world 
Shotgun shells, Beer cans, and straw 
In the heavy chevy swear body put to the floor 
Were matching hard down the dirt road dirty and bald 
Eyeballs fire-red, hot breath ice-cold 
You with a killer from the cold if u aint been told 
Holdin hands with the dead and we'll never grow old 
I dont intend to harm u 
Walk into the barn 
You can sit on my face 
Cuz i wouldnt mind the taste 
I dont know about them fellas that u callin yo' friends 
Might have to stick 'em in the face with a pitchfork end 
We can walk along in the dark on Butler Bridge 
Have your pussy hole spittin' out 15 kids 
Bitch i was raised by the crows 
And I've choosen you 
So milk this muthafuckin dickhole bitch is what u do 

[Chorus 2x] 
It aint a thang girl 
They must've not have told ya 
I can take u to the underground of Georgia 
It aint a thang girl 
They must've not have told ya 
We can fly together girl 
And find a better world 

[Verse 2:] 
The SkareCrow is watching u 
I know ya heard the story 
I know u see my head turning 
Bitch dont ignore me 
You in the boons 
And we the only food for miles 
Whatcha' pretty self doing out here all alone out here wilin' 
Girl u lookin for the killer of the cotton fields 
I walked through death and back you wonder how that fucking feels 
Girl i recon that u wanna do the dance 
Take my dick out my pants im giving u the chance 
The sherrif aint come out here in many moons 
Nothing but the crickets and the scream of the loons 
You can be the one ridin shotgun in the pick up 
Getting shot in the neck with me during the stick up 

[Hook 1:] 
We can fly together girl 
And find a better world 
Im here to show u what the fuck is going on baby 
We can fly together girl 
And find a better world 
Girl if u the shit i know u coming along baby 

[Chorus 2x] 

[Hook 2:] 
And im going down south with ya 
Girl we headed down south 
And im going down south with ya 
Yea we headed down south 

[Chorus 'till end]

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