(Hook)
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road.
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From the rascal alf-alphabet boys
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Trackin' choppers in the highway patrol.
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It ain't right, but it's white and it's right
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And I know once I get there that it's sold.
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road
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While I get this dough.
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(Verse)
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One man cowboy, speed limit timid
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Chevy Malibu; we graduated from them renteds
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Lost 100 large on the last time we sent it,
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It's only four letters, I ain't worried 'bout a sentence (k-i-l-o).
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Travelin' the distance, stayin' off the white line
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Alphabet boys out prayin' what they might find.
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I hate the Carolinas, racial profiler
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Say you smokin' marijuanas, fuck you talkin 'bout?
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My piss is clearer than my mama's, with her church wig on
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996 before I get my Big on
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Thousand grams, thousand hands, thousand furs, thousand bands
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Hundred thousand dollar horse all-star; we stylin' in.
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(Hook)
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road.
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From the rascal alf-alphabet boys
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Trackin' choppers in the highway patrol.
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It ain't right, but it's white and it's right
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And I know once I get there that it's sold.
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road
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While I get this dough.
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(Verse)
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You niggas ain't takin' road trips for real
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Route 13 with the vacuum seal
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Pre-paid Legal on my window shield
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The ice cream man's on his Jack & Jill.
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Moving weight state to state; Mack trucks I deal, Mack trucks I fill
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I feel better knowin' that the donor is anonymous
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See, my diamond is growin'.
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Tugboat or car tow, we summertime snowin'
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Reasonable doubt flowin' on your niggas,
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Been gettin' it since '96 in black AC Vigors.
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Snub .38 with the matte black trigger
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When How Can I Be Down was filled with crack niggas.
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(Hook)
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road.
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From the rascal alf-alphabet boys
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Trackin' choppers in the highway patrol.
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It ain't right, but it's white and it's right
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And I know once I get there that it's sold.
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Lord Father, I don't mean to be a bother,
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I'm just prayin' you'll protect me on this road
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While I get this dough.
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Road Runner
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Harry Fraud |