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Song Lyrics:

Pour me up cold one Hanging from the wire With the gold dust Flying like a life size sourca Ram on the tyre you can't hold us Walkin' like a real toy soldier I could be your life size rover Head feeling hung never sober Throwin' out my left side shoulder I think i found a bad one Ya'll already knew i never one Sinc bluetooth on the mac one Yellowstone road on a bag pipe We could get an ounce role phat one Tonight i ain't looking for sad one Did a double split on bad run Anything can happen When the sun's down You could never own us Really I'm punch line soldier City of the home of the GOAT ones Sling on a ring with a coasta Money ain't a thang You can hold that Make the bread flip like a toaster Drop shit down roller coaster Now you see me now you ghost Pour me up cold one Hanging from the wire With the gold dust Flying like a life size sourca Ram on the tyre you can't hold us Walkin' like a real toy soldier I could be your life size rover Head feeling hung never sober Throwin' out my left side shoulder Written By Aurelius Siboza

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