| Hold me down with a thousand pounds on her shoulders
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| Lifts me up despite the stones, rocks, boulders
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| Soft and strong, right and wrong, anxious, patient
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| In her eyes ride or die ain’t just a statement no
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| So much more than ride or die
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| She’ll get on the trigger or take the wheel and drive
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| And I know if situations go awry
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| Then she’s right there in the holster by my side
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| That’s my other gun
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| That’s my other eye
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| That’s who got my back
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| When the world ain’t on my side
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| She my other gun
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| Should I go to war
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| Holding me down
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| That’s what she there for
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| She my other gun
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| She my other gun
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| Put me first even when I’m on my moment
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| Knows me well can’t front her she see right through me
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| You rub my hand hold me when this world is troubling
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| Settle for that long you’ll never want or need for nothing girl
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| So much more than ride or die
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| She’ll get on the trigger or take the wheel and drive
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| And I know if situations go right
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| Then she’s right there in the holster by my side
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| That’s my other gun
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| That’s my other eye
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| That’s who got my back
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| When the world ain’t on my side
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| She my other gun
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| Should I go to war
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| Holding me down
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| That’s what she there for
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| She’s always locked and loaded
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| Ready for anything
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| She got me fully covered
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| I’m glad she’s on my team
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| Custom grip, perfect fit
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| All she’s pictures me
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| Hurting me all I need
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| Makes us hard to be
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| My other gun
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| That’s my other gun
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| That’s my other eye
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| That’s who got my back
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| When the world ain’t on my side
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| She my other gun
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| Should I go to war
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| Holding me down
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| That’s what she there for
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| She my other gun |