a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de last of a dying breed - nu breed

last of a dying breed lyrics
ohh ohhh ohhh oh yeaaa we’re the last of a dying breed …

what happened to the soldiers that stood up for something instead of all these punk thugs that’s no good for nothing? all these sissy ass crybabies that wanna play the victim they just do it for attention, better pull up your d-mn britches boy
i ain’t saying that i’m perfect but i refuse to be worthless so i choose to keep on working on myself as a better person. and you’re the type that’ll talk big,a big shot with a soft chin,ol f-ck boy better calm down when ya talking with some grown men. you’re the type that’s got loose lips, you show ya gum but don’t shoot the sh-t,you act hard but don’t do sh-t, f-ck you and your crew b-tch!

you’re the type that’ll go to jail then call ya girl up raising h-ll, talking bout you need canteen,tell that dude to go f-ck his self! especially what he did to you, all that bullsh-t that he put you through, lying cheating, put his hands on you, f-ck that dude , you too d-mn cute

chorus

don’t waste your time on a f-ckboy
don’t spend a dime on a f-ckboy
don’t sit and cry for a f-ckboy
never ride or die for a f-ckboy

this is for my soldiers, i’m showin love and all them good ol boys raised on shotguns, in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed
this is for my soldiers, i’m showin love for all them good ol boys raised on shotguns, in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed

ahh. ahh ah ahhh. we the last of a dying breed…dying breed…yeaaa yea we the last of a dying breed

i’m the type that don’t speak a lot, don’t ask for much, and don’t need a lot. these p-ssy boys they everywhere, god d-mn, i done seen alot. they call the cops every chance they get. they want the smoke but can’t handle it, you call the cops on me boy, better tell ‘em to bring an ambulance because i’m the type that’ll handle mine, if you want some too ya better stand in line. i’ve been ready for that blood shed, i’m a blood hound from the florida pine. ima tell you once you p-ssy boy, i don’t f-ck around ya better know this. come to my house, without a doubt, ima empty out this whole clip. or if i’m buying groceries and you f-ckboys try to approach me and i got my kids with me, ya better act like you don’t know me, just walk on by, slowly , might turn me back to the old me where n0body could control me, i don’t ever call the police. i do not play that bull sh-t, if i say sh-t then i do sh-t, might f-ck around and go stupid on the you f-ckboys and lose it

chorus
don’t waste your time on a f-ckboy
don’t spend a dime on a f-ckboy
don’t sit and cry for a f-ckboy
never ride or die for a f-ckboy

this is for my soldiers,i’m showing love and all them good ol boys raised on shotguns , in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed
this is for my soldiers, i’m showing love and all them good ol boys raised on shotguns, in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed

ahh ah ahh ahh we the last of a dying breed, dying breed , yea yeaaa, we the last of a dying breed

man you can’t support sh-t, you bout as sorry as it gets, you got a pocket full of dope, you need your f-cking ass whipped. you better feed them d-mn kids and quit taking all them pills,better find yo ass a gig and try to catch up on them bills. and if yo girl do the same sh-t, she lame as f-ck too, but you the man of the house so i still blame you!

chorus

don’t waste your time on a f-ckboy
don’t spend a dime on a f-ckboy
don’t sit and cry for a f-ckboy
never ride or die for a f-ckboy

hahahaa. yea man, we the last of a dying breed baby! come on, come on!

this is for my soldiers, i’m showing love and all them good ol boys raised on shotguns , in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed!
this is for my soldiers, i’m showing love and all them good ol boys raised on shotguns, in the backwoods by the rivers and the creeks, man we practice what we preach, we the last of a dying breed!

ah ahhh ahh ahh we the last of a dying breed

- nu breed

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS