Know I'm? An Animal Tho. But Fck Feast On You Niggas iPray. So iPray Then Feast My Pray Nigga That's Everyday. So All You Ranger HATERS You Need To Level
It's the Rangers... Kevin Writer! [Chorus: Kevin Writer] Come on baby ride, (baby ride) cus it feels so good. Girl you know that you should. Come on
me, you might as well get to calling You fucking with a niqqa that's filthy rich and ballin I'm feeling myself Fuck a nigga & your chick, & it's a Ranger
[Julian:] You see it's Ranger$ nigga You know what it is We them Four Dudes That influence all the kids and Yeah we came from nothing But we finna have
Yea nigga It's young sam And the rangers Let's go Cause I'm fresh I'm feelin so fly Even though it's hers That pussy still mine In a club no chain on
What up Baby? You know you lookin fly, with yo, High-heels on. You lookin too bomb, I wanna take you home girl. HA it's the rangers, baby. [Hook: Kyle
on on Yea we get it on on on We be makin love to my motherfxckin ringtone [Julian:] So if you didn't know, I'm a let you know It's the Rangers baby,
My girl don't need Cosmetics, like a star she Shine that's why these Others jealous and they Gone try and take her But by my side, she gone ride And all these other
going going gone [Langston:] See ya later I'm going outta here, bye Ain't nobody thinkin' bout you cause a nigga to fly We only ran into each other girl
claim!, throw it up! What you claim!, yell it out! What you claim!, throw it up! Ranger gang, walk far & I don't give a fuck! [Spotlight:] Ranger gang
I keep 'er in tha pocket like change... (Like what?) Keep her in tha pocket like change (Like change) [Background: x2] Keep 'er in tha pocket like change Uh-huh Rangers
Come all you Texas Rangers, wherever you may be I'll tell you of some trouble that happened unto me My name is nothing extra, so that I will not tell
The Khan/con artist, fiendish, on target, laser beam shift Trackin your movements like The Pentagon Disarm the meanest lookin studio prankster Endangered, we airborne rangers
: Under neath the sun i watch the moon rise Above the stars and turnoff heights I follow from a distance i follow from a bard I speak the spoken I sleep
: Libres son los sentimientos, Como espiritus salvajes, Aunque estemos sin aliento y las fuerzas con el tiempo Se hayan ido de viaje, En estas junglas
: Si vas al frente, No des la espalda, No siempre gana el valiente, ... a veces pasa! En este mundo, Ser diferente, Es para muchos tan solo una ficcion
je range mes cheveux un a un, Mes yeux deux a deux Et puis je me range. Je me range. Je me range. Je me range. Je range, je range. Mon ange. (Merci
mmm... We know it's not Caroline. Your home is your home. The range may be fine for some, but not in my eyes. Home, home on the range, The Smokies always
