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get yo crusty dusty musty rusty hands off my truck gang

Old Silverado - TrapHouse Koda

Redneck Girls

You're a Fucking Bitch Hope You Know That Shit

Justin Champagne When I Pull Up slowed version

Welcome to My House

Future trap song for an @wavomusic contest let me know what you think :)

Wes Walker and Dyl - Jordan Belfort (JustKidding! Future Trap Fl!p)[Future Trap]

Body Like A Crackhoe- Hillbilly Jayy

Hero

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Lyrics: 
You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but
Don't touch my truck

Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my truck
Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my

V8 engine with the windows tinted
Boy we came from the bottom got it out the mud
Whole block jumping cause the subs stay hitting
If they roll up on me know I keep one tucked
Woo

Tell them boys come and get me
I be ridin' through the city
Young, rich and I'm pretty
Homie don't get it twisted
Keep a sip in the hemi
Red cup full of Henny
My hittas comes in plenties
For real

You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but
Don't touch my truck

Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my truck
Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my

Wood grain dash with the matte black finish
And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt
Know them boys soft cause they got hard feelings
You can try me if you wanna go and test your luck
Woo

Tell them boys come and get me
I be ridin' through the city
Young rich and I'm pretty
Homie don't get it twisted
Keep a sip in the hemi
Red cup full of Henny
My hittas comes in plenties
For real

You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but
Don't touch my truck

Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my truck
Skerrrerrrurrree
Skerrrerrrurrree
Don't touch my truck
Don't touch my truck ah ah ah ah ah
Don't touch my truck

My Truck

BRELAND

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