Opie Taylor
(专辑: Ghetto Cowboy - 2019)
Well, mama sent me down to the
MAPCO BC powders and a
bag of tobacco Said her boss was an asshole She been on the
line just breaking her back though I
need a
rope with a
lasso To catch a
pot of gold and get past the
hassle To get my mama a
castle A
pink Cadillac with the
matching tassels Take my daddy off of that backhoe Send him down to Florida to fish on a
bass boat And a
truck to match so He can roll around town pulling his bass boat Lord, I'm a
dreamer, I
can't pay her She'll be on the
line till daddy can come save her Could've been rich, a
star, a
ballplayer But I
got no cares, Opie Taylor Opie Taylor But I
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got no cares, Opie Taylor Well a
quarter pound of pot in a
shoebox Got five grand stuffed in a
tube sock Ain't got no fucking credit to use I
paid cash for my car at the
used lot Small town trapped in a
sinkhole Still keeping it cool in the
pistol Me and dope's like green to a
pickle Yeah, folk, like a
haystack to a
sickle Never brought back home a
report card Spent more time in court, dog But in this little town, it's a
short fall Still serving out, jump off the
porch, dawg I
just blow the
smoke in the
air Raised by pirates, curse like a
sailor Could probably get a
job if I
cut my hair But I
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