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unotheactivist - old town road lyrics

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[intro]
wxterr
yeah, mmm-mmm-mmm
yes sir, mmm
(uno, i k!lled it)

[chorus]
you always seemed to have trouble being honest
if you lie to me, that be your last moment
you want me to tell the truth? you prolly won’t see the mornin’
your ho ride me like a horse, ride me like i’m stolen

[verse]
she know i will ball like a pimp
i’m drippin’, this all expensive
they know that i’m keepin’ that tool wit’ me
i’m drawing down just like a pencil
i’ma drop down, you see the utensils
i used to take your body and dismantle
that boy want no smoke, no cancer
red dot his nose, no prancer
them bullets making ’em dance, no lance
before the show, i need me an advance
[?] ’cause it came from a clamp
that n-gg- hatin’, who is your mans?
break down a pound and sell it in the can
chop down your partner, take over the land
he making some sounds, don’t know what he sayin’
the engine too loud in this f-ckin’ mclaren
bad-ss kid but i had a good parent
bad-ss lil’ n-gg- but that sh-t is apparent
ooh, one thing ’bout it, i run this sh-t like errands
i don’t know her name, give her a nickname, call her “bae”
and i got drip, no comb, but i just caught a wave
and i got two bad b-tches on the way
yes sir, keep that heat like i’m d. wade
yeah, dior on my body, get me laid
yeah, murder any b-tch that get me played
she wanna have s-x on the beach broad day
yeah, flashy diamonds like i belong on broadway
promise you i never will lead you astray
mmm, they want me to lead the wave
i got horses in the back of bugattis
i got horses in the back of ducatis
and the porsches got a lot of horsepower
yeah, first you get that money then you get that power
i am well connected, used to [?] dial-up
first of all, who the f-ck you tryna dial up?
second of all, you, i would give smoke like chris tucker
leave yo’ -ss like studs, leave yo’ -ss nip tucked
leave yo’ -ss like buzz (buzz cut), leave yo’ -ss cut up
leave you in the trunk of that ford f1
hope i make your momma proud, this gift, i left for her

[chorus]
you always seemed to have trouble being honest
if you lie to me, that be your last moment
you want me to tell the truth? you prolly won’t see the mornin’
your ho ride me like a horse, ride me like i’m stolen



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