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May we all know that nothing ain’t cool ’til you wear the new off
The sound of a quarter rollin’ down a jukebox
Play the Travis Tritt right above the 2Pac
Hope you get lost down some road
Slow rolling with the top off the back of a Bronco
Buy a cold sixer with a cashed in lotto
She’s smilin’ with her hair blowing out the window
Where you ’bout to go?
Yeah you learn to fly and if you can’t then you just free fall
May we all