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Big Star Fight At The Table

Had a fight at the table I didn't think it would end I didn't think I'd be able To go on and pretend I been having a good time I didn't want you to go

up a rock You ain't a chump, you want your Grandma to think you a punk Look at my first Grand baby, he is a big rap star Bought me a house, diamonds,

July And I just hit town and my throat was dry I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew At an old saloon on a street of mud There at a table, dealing

And I just hit town, and my throat was dry. I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing

fart in a chair Sittin' on stage, strummin' acoustic guitar in your ear So, you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea Figure you can diss me to jump start

up a rock You ain't a chump, you want your Grandma to think you a punk Look at my first Grand baby, he is a big rap star Bought me a house, diamonds,

went to a bar by myself to try and forget That I had nothing and no one And I got into a fight with a big loud jock He left me counting stars on the

chicks trick for me, cause I'm a pimp My watch I gotta squint at my wrist to see What time it is, and my hip where the llama is I look at ya'll cats

chair sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idea Figure you can diss me to jump start