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Pistol Grip Closing Time

in the clouds Its coming...Closing time GABA GABA HEY! I just wanna stay now its about that time I see the weary look in your eyes Said its time for

' it And when I let loose lead, believe I'm accurate Fat scope on a [unverified] Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip Pump on my lap at all times

a priest on him He will not slip or lose his grip they got them cleats on em But never will he run unless you call police on em [Chorus] One time, two times, three times

chips I got metal muscle with silent tips And pistol grips give violent trips First I'm cool with you Then I'm not When you run up on me I pop pistols

here, in here I'mma shoot, I'mma shoot, 3 shots, 3 shots Somebody done made me hot, me hot I got a 22, not much bigger than my finger A winchester pistol grip

to slip I'm sippin' on the verve That's where I stay try wit' those pistol grips I never ever come up short When it's time to jack a rudypoo Just place

Shortstop, puttin' up your motherfuckin' ear Really really don't give a fuck and I ain't drinkin' on no beer Codeine what I sip, pistol grip when I

with all this fly shit you got a A K Or a pistol grip give me a click of angels and some bullet proof wing Lufica finna get pistol whipped alive or

or tornado} Yeah bro, spent time catching up The bar tender kept the drinks fresh enough Good conversation, no pretension I drank up my whole fifty bucks and then some It was getting close