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Butch

Butch Cassidy I am The I-20, Eastside to the fullest it's all love it's all good, ya'know [I-20 talking] 25 and over adult hip hop, yeah Butch Cassidy

Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend And rode with you, and the sun dance kid We'd laugh awhile and we'd smile a bit 'Cause crimes like ours aren

Check One, one, two I came into this world as a reject Look into these eyes Then you'll see the size of the flames (Size of the) Pullin' on my past (

Always know the road you're riding on Always know the words to your baby's song Try to make the most of Friday nights When they come Maybe turn a stranger

I don't know, I don't care If I see you, everywhere It's gonna hurt, either way When he looks at other girls when you look away Don't wash your hair,

Hey, little party girl Where do you wanna go? I didn't come from your scene So many people that I should know Like every door guy in this city He only

Ribbons went flying out the window As we drove down the interstate Sex was something so brand new It was hard as hell to wait She made faces at the goddamn

Hello how you doing? What's it like to ruin all my self esteem Let me blow off some steam For 5 years I've waited So why am I jaded to get back at you

Sitting with the dog Trying to clear the fog Of a memory of the last time That I saw her face 50 yrs of time An accident would take my mind And shortly