the 4th of July Blitzin' right across the sky High, high, higher And when the stars fell down You know I' m gonna burn up the town It's the 4th of July
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your cards, deep in your gut It was a cash game, 100 200 dollar table Me and Johnny Mack sitting, God willing and able July 23rd and 4th, the lions
brain But I'm a keep on writtin' enlighten minds of these hungry rappers And tell the hood that I've hire niggaz and fire crackers On the 4th of July,
can of oil I walked barefoot from New York to Dallas Won for Pimp of the Year At the Caesar's Palace Made a big snowstorm on the 4th of July And drunk
No jewels that's for them fools who ain't got it Rap to my own sitcom, now I just sit calm Watching y'all respond to my July 4th bomb Yeah, I'm a nice
You light me up little girl, like the 4th of July I love you more than every single star man in the sky You are the best damn thing that ever happened
next to the bed Got a little money shaker that'll knock ya dead She's a cowboy girl, tough on the leather Wilder than the 4th of July She's a cowboy
firecrackers O?oh, July 4th in New York City O?oh, trees are laughing O?oh, windows smiling O?oh, water shining O?oh, people rolling O?oh, July 4th in
On the 4th of July, 1806 We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas
the only thing I got to bring her back to me The like a picture I see your big brown eyes At a picnic, in a sun dress, on the 4th of July With little
, pictures that play in my mind Dream of an innocent time, dear Flowers and 4th of Julys, dear Summer is still on my mind Summer, a bitter sweet lemonade
in the wind And I saw it in the sky And I thought it was the end I thought it was the 4th of July July, July Now I'm in control now I'm in the fall
was in labor Sure you wanna say something, I'm trying to do you a favor Why it's always you who confirms his alibis Panties that she found, barbecue 4th of July
s the one my heart beats for We hold each other ¡®neath the starry skies I feel the rhythm of our hearts This is harder than the 4th of july
wears It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun To put those scarlet ribbons in your hair No, that ain't no cherry bomb 4th of July's all
