If the shoe fits
That's your motive
You're barely a mile from home
Hold that liquor
In the wrong hand
Before you draw
They'll dig that hole
If you can't beat 'em
That's your motive
Can you shoot without being shown
Wear that leather
Like it owns you
Takes more than style
To make it so
Say you're a bad bitch
I call bullshit
They'll run you out of this town
Say you're a bad bitch
I call bullshit
Show me how you get down
- Author: Edthepoet ( Offline)
- Published: December 19th, 2017 13:03
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 17
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