Indian summer, Abilene You were new in town I was nineteen, and sparks flew They called us crazy behind our backs "Romantic fools", we just let them laugh
you might say So long happy trails You can only wait so long Till the wind shakes your sails And you see that she says bye bye Then she turns and digs
no angel yourself, why pretend to be? You may fool others but you can't fool me Take away false strife, what have you got left? Climb off your high horse
with more B's than ju ju Big Boss im a big dog, and i dont mean fleas when i say im ticked off HAHAHA Nigga i dont eva scratch, and if she throw that
and choke And let these niggas know that Lejo ain't brought no jokes Nigga betta learn the ropes we like costra nostra And'll fuck around and cut yo'
Of course Alright I'll be back in a few minutes I'ma go back to the gas station and get some gas and fuel up Alright, I'ma get some [unverified] and
hair I don't want to sound kind of different, but Are you bald-headed? Yeah I like the way you got a lot of that stuff off the horse And added to your dimension To fool
' for the day man What I'm sayin's hard not playin' Still the world is [Incomprehensible] Say them things, for days it's rainin' And it's always rainin' and
be with you again Can't believe that I'm with you again I missed you and I must admit I kissed a few and once did sit On Ivor the Engine Driver's lap And
get it down fo' mine If neccesary pull shit and bust a round fo' mine You know my sound design For niggaz street encline Southern niggas on tha grind Shine and
it I aint the type to ruin your life By running games and killin your dreans Get in your brain teach game, Ease your pain and show you things Sit
pitty and turn it to ambition and put your vehicle and drive and stop by my side [Chorus] [Outro: Coolio] As we walk down the road of our destiny And
Bonanza to get us some hot cakes bacon and eggs, and then we slip in the whorehouse to get us some leg Hop back on the horses, enforcers of courses The
zinas [unverified] And bowed toes, [unverified] low on horse Then, I'm bluffin', I'm less than nothin', a constipated dude Constantly fartin', but I'm really supposed to be, shittin' on fools
my family And I love you and I want you And I'll suck you and I'll fuck you And I'll butt-fuck you, can I eat you? And I'll lick your little dick, motherfucka
act a fool and who to act a fool with Know who to be cool with and who not to be cool with 'Cause the same dude you grew up and went to school with
' Noided as I watch the back for all of my chemistry 'Cause fools be playa hatin' Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks Esquired land and crops, techno chops and
be with you again It's like a dream to be with you again I missed you and I must admit I kissed a few and once did sit On Ivor the Engine Driver's lap And
