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letra de my own - no juliet

[intro]
my daddy was a rider
my momma was a gypsy
what does that make me?
down this road
still no place to call my own

[chorus]
my daddy was a rider
my momma was a gypsy
what does that make me?
down this road
still no place to call my own
[verse 1]
i just wanna say much love to my old kentucky home
think that i might put on the gloves
and then kentucky roam
i guess that i could say that i’m steppin’ in the right direction
keep protection, that smith & wesson
blow off the whole back of your melon without question
they thinking that i’m pressed and
witness a resurrection
oh yeah, so i guess that i promised you my best
and i think i learned my lesson
your question again?

[chorus]
my daddy was a rider
my momma was a gypsy
what doеs that make me?
down this road
still no place to call my own

[verse 2]
go away, it’s not thе day
no, i don’t think i’m okay
i got something wrong with me
deep inside (come and see)
so if you would just listen
i don’t give a d-mn about them digits
i don’t give a d-mn about them dishes
i don’t want you all up in my kitchen
i want your diamonds to glisten
to have all the sh-t you missin’
i know you feel that you different
i see you hustle, not dissin’
i’m just saying you need to get with it
so baby, let’s get it
you know i wanna hit it
i’ll be back in a minute
the sh-t we knee deep up in it
and now my head keep on spinning
my bed, you ain’t up in it
when we together we winning (hey)
[chorus]
my daddy was a rider
my momma was a gypsy
what does that make me?
down this road
still no place to call my own

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
mmmhmm
gypsy, yeah
what does that make me?

- no juliet

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