| I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back, and pop your ass
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| I usually kick it with some kin and throw a little back
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| I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back, and pop you
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| Town-town filled with rebels that’ll kill you for your saddle bags
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| This is where they come to die
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| With hopes and dreams but the waters run dry
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| The last one to draw be the first to fly
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| We let the whiskey burn inside
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back,
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| and pop your ass
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| Welcome to Dodge City I usually kick it with some kin and throw a little back
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back, and pop you
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| Welcome to Dodge City Town filled with rebels (Yeah) that’ll kill you for your
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| saddle bags
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| Now first of all I’d like to tell you that I had a ball
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| I’m comin' on through and swingin' something like a cannon ball
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| It’s grownups here (Grownups here) so you can call me Lamisol
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| You’re jumpin' around just like some bitches on some Adderall
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| It’s easy for me so I’m kinda glad its y’all
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| Line up sheep 'cause they gotcha damn cattle call (Call)
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| We grew up straight workin' these floors
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| Now my foots on the gas I’m Wyatt Earpin' ya folks, hey
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| We get stoned and toss some shit to see who’s slick to draw
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| I been known to give it six and forty-four
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| I’m quick to pull the pistol cock it back and pop your ass
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| I usually kick it with some kin and throw a little back
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| Make a deal without a winnin' hand and chug-a-lug
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| Stack a bills a way to call to find a stogie up
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| You betcha ass that my attention standin' by your back
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| Town filled with rebels that’ll kill you for your saddle bags
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| This is where they come to die
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| With hopes and dreams but the waters run dry
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| The last one to draw be the first to fly
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| We let the whiskey burn inside
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back,
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| and pop your ass
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| Welcome to Dodge City I usually kick it with some kin and throw a little back
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back, and pop you
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| Welcome to Dodge City Town filled with rebels that’ll kill you for your saddle
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| bags
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| A stronghold for psychopathics man, it’s creepy sorta
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| And we blame the toxicity level of our drinkin' water
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| Crops don’t grow here, the sun just scorch your linen
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| Veins feel like a torch is in 'em or scorpion venom
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| Ain’t nobody found gold here in years, the songs of better days Echo through
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| them roads in the hills all while we holdin' our tears
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| The church grounds is eroded and skunky
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| The night belongs to desperados, winos, coyotes, and junkies
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| Yo, 'Cause I’m loaded on something maybe potent and skunky
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| Sleepy Hollow’s hitter Ichabod owe me a pumpkin
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| I’ve overly done it liquored up sobers for suckers
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| You see my bumper well for supper you’re roadkill in my oven
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| You think I’m bluffin' well it’s nothin' then you’ll easily see
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| It’s Racket County Dodge City tell 'em read 'em and weep
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| I’m loaded up six shooter 'bout as deep as can be
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| You wanna see then come and get you a peek
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| 'Cause Google maps told me
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| This is where they come to die
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| With hopes and dreams but the waters run dry
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| The last one to draw be the first to fly
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| We let the whiskey burn inside
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back,
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| and pop your ass
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| Welcome to Dodge City I usually kick it with some kin and throw a little back
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| Welcome to Dodge City I’m quick to pull the pistol, cock it back, and pop you
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| Welcome to Dodge City Town filled with rebels that’ll kill you for your saddle
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| bags
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| Welcome to Dodge City |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Welcome to Dodge City , by - Racket CountySong from the album Welcome to Dodge City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп