thought you was me (Preach on) Returning on some Crow shit, let 'em know shit They mess with the wrong click, quick to blow shit (Yeah) Y'all know who owned
Tell me when you need it again Tell me when you need it again What's comin' over, you're mine You owned it my sugar this time We're good together I know
When I was a little girl I had a rag doll Only doll I've ever owned Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll But only now my love has grown
got drunk they Left me here to die or grow in the middle of Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road i Grew up in a rusty shack all I ever owned babe
gotta fly down that highway Free as a bird, knock on wood, thank the Lord I am driving along in my automobile It's a brand new pre-owned '96 Ford Check
Ooh, yeah, ooh Yeah, oh, yeah The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view I can sit and
I prayed Heaven today Bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned Down the dirt
doo doo doo I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged all that I owned
If they only owned love, shown love, grown love, like this before If they only knew love, true love, to love, like this before If they only gave love,
she's gone She used to call her friend and cry Then the man cut off the telephone She'd sit and cry while I went out And pawned the things we owned
a piece of smoked glass I thought after all these years of searching around I'd found my soulmate finally But one day I found OUT she actually owned
like a tank the devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that johnny owned. johnny said
nothin to save ya, gauges spray and break ya down nowhere, and put in the back and I murder a nigga, stead put in the, shoot it! if it aint black owned
kids and the wife You can test me if you wanna 'Cause I be dumpin' niggas off from New Orleans to California Rowdy like a hurricane Independent, black owned
night long In the arms of a Honky Tonk, baby Get loose, get loud, get crazy I've been bankin' at the workin', man, savin' the loan On that old shotgun that my granddaddy owned