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bonnie and clyde
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Peak #1,251
Peak in subgenre #514
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written and produced by yours sincerely, danpat
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2004 of couse
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March 06, 2005
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MP3 4.3 MB, 128 kbps, 0:00
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Bonnie and clyde verse 1 she loosened my buckle threw the gun in my jeans like you’re holding if you plan on rolling with me purse swollen to the t money on the mattress beside the guns raising glasses she toast to me this was meant to be forever and if we die may we both die together born into this lifestyle hot guns burning her palms gets excited when she fires them I see it turning her on fat ass dark shades on sinning during the day nights on her bedside she gets her pray on out the shower t shirt nothing underneath it lay my head on her chest hear her heart beating calm breathing every night a new hotel a new town wake up the same shit another holdup let off a few rounds another stolen car to jump in to no matter what happens I’m still in love with you bonnie and Clyde verse 2 we wake up in the morning yawning stuff the money in the duffel bags outside it’s storming toss the money in the trunk adjust the rearview rain splash the windshield wiper blades give me a clear view speeding look at my queen I’ll never forget you never held a gun before I met you outlaws armed and dangerous natural born killers just me and my bitch we’re living a novel knowing them pages will come to an end America’s most wanted we’ll be on the run until then spending grands on shopping sprees trying to live before they push me in hole push the dirt in on top of me prepared whenever we put them masks on shoulder holsters guns strapped on kisses before we go in we might die today if so may god forgive my soul if it flies away bonnie and Clyde verse 3 done forty nine states may god bless us one left we live for chances we know the feds expect us kiss the cross on my necklace early morning we’ll feed them feds hot slugs for breakfast after this, farewell we’re cleaning our hands retire to the islands walk on Carribean sands this time no masks on strap on under the shirt shorty had one in her purse the same routine jewelry and watches in the bag purses and wallets in the bag the same time the feds outside running our plates out of state plates looked out of place we ran out to the car saw the lights flashing I looked her in her eyes said I’ll love you to the casket yelling freeze you’re surrounded there’s no way out we grabbed our guns and died trying to shoot our way out bonnie and Clyde
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