| The boy’s up, it’s 'bout that time
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| Hottest in the city, baby, I’m on fire
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| I like them whiskey nights
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| Oh, I like them whiskey nights
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| Might have my heart rate speeding by the end of this weekend
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| You never really know where we’re gonna end up and I
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| I just love them whiskey nights
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| I prefer them whiskey nights
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| Listen
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| Draped up and I’m dripped out
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| They know what I’m talkin' 'bout
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| Raised up in that dirty south
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| Whiskey, weed and this Waffle House
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| Yeah, yeah, here we go again
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| Yeah, yeah, I’m goin' in
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| Ivory is foul on me, get that hard white, like a bowlin' pin
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| Wake up, grab my bone and then
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| Take a piss and I’m gone again
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| I can’t help it, young Willie Nelson
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| I’m on the road again
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| Yeah, I’m a bad guy, they know it by the way I’m rappin'
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| But I get lovin' my city like I play for the Titans
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| I’m on my rock’n’roll
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| I’m on my beetle shit
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| In my city smelling like a fresh-lit reefer stick
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| I dedicate this to bad bitch bartenders
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| Come holler at me, baby, just bring your shot wit' ya'!
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| I prefer to spend it when the people try to get it
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| And I prefer my bitches tatted-up and drankin' whiskey
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| And I prefer to get it with the ones that’s really living
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| Every time we go out, they know we 'bout to shake the city
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| Motherfucker, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know
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| You motherfuckers, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know, they know
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| They know us in every bar in town, we built this city
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| Door man and security guards know that we with it
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| Professional alcoholics that came up ballin', brawlin'
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| Be happy to solve your problems, go outside get it poppin'
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| Prefer to be chillin' with these bad bitches we party here with 'em
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| Blowin' that reefer and killin' all this tequila and whiskey
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| It ain’t my fault that your bitch got turned up and went frisky
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| I cannot help that she chose me and she dismissed ya'
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| Wrong folk bitten it now, as they can’t stand out
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| You ain’t comin', we came in, you can’t stand the fuck that we stand out
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| So stand to the left unless you put off of this city
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| Make room for all these bad ass bitches comin' with us
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| I prefer to spend it when the people try to get it
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| And I prefer my bitches tatted-up and drankin' whiskey
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| And I prefer to get it with the ones that’s really living
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| Every time we go out, they know we 'bout to shake the city
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| Motherfucker, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know
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| You motherfuckers, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know, they know
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| Let’s throw and go grab a field, pop me a pill and then I get on that gangsta
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| shit
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| I can’t help it (That's the way my mama raised me)
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| I can’t help it (That's the way my mama raised me)
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| From the apartments back to the trailer park, we done sold it all but it peels
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| back to the heart
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| I can’t help it (That's the way my mama raised me)
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| I can’t help it (That's the way my mama raised me)
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| (I'm just white trash)
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| I prefer to spend it when the people try to get it
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| And I prefer my bitches tatted-up and drankin' whiskey (I'm just white trash)
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| And I prefer to get it with the ones that’s really living
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| Every time we go out, they know we 'bout to shake the city
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| Motherfucker, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know
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| You motherfuckers, let’s roll
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| Motherfucker, they know, they know (I'm just white trash) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Know , by - Jelly Roll. Song from the album Addiction Kills, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп