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Blue County I Get To

dad is something I don't have to do, I get to. I, I get to. {Chorus} I get to wake up early. I get to go to work. I get to make an honest living to

I live I might blow up any minute, did it again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin I see no justice All I

walked in the room you hit me broadside Its a little past midnight How blue can you get? No matter how I try to drink this county dry There really ain?t no substitute....no I

follow all trends Get out of here asshole, you've got no friends. Just cling to the scene But not when everybody knows what you are. Where are you gonna go next? I

white girls on the ass. I didn't really care if I passed or failed, I knew I was headed for the NFL, Until the playoff game, shoulder got hurt. I thought

-USA-NAILS [Prisoner:] "operator I love you. Operator, I would never leave you... Operator I love to see your face pressed up against the glass. I need

And brother I'm feelin' fine Wanna cut loose from the city Get out and run around Country feelin's movin' in My feet are dancin' in the hot sunshine I

I would tell you more, but I think, you would squeal I'm ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal I'm nine

county line I'll get the devil to defend me I was only burnin' what was mine Black shirt, black boots, favorite pair of blue jeans I saved my coat, I