Letras:
Farmer Boys What A Feeling Like

that no one else can do Like me So take me, break me What a feeling like You never had before Leaves me reeling and hungering for A feeling like You

Mah Land Like A Farmer, Pockets Stay Chubby Like Tocara(Ha), Or Should I Say Fat Like Tha Parkers, Tote Big Guns Like I'm Still Playin Contra, Ya'll

glass Bullets at the border, war games take a stab Coordinate who can pass like a paper bag Minutes on an internet porn page, fornicate make her gag What

now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T. Throw your hands in the air have a sip take a toke (Hot ish) You are now Rocking wit the G.O.A.T. Go 'head do your two step

out I'm tired of talkin', ya'll ain't listenin' Them old dirt roads is what you all missin' Chillin' on a dirt road Laid back, swervin' like I'm George

to feel my aura Mauziano I'm like a silver tzar holdin golden Metal & dough I hold my arm swollen On the farm belong for soldiers I control is like they

work that we sent, he never lost a case for a female client yet. And a sweet little puss like yours, let's just say what a blindness you got. [Roxie

for a job I mean, my dad's got five kids, man and I mean you know He hates drivin' a bus but he loves five kids You feel me? I'm a rhyme artist Out here

has a with young idle eyes And idle time is the playground Where old profesions lay down Like sweet sugar stays brown and on the mind Gals whose whispers blow through tender lips like