.[Verse 1]
A getaway car full of bullet holes,
Didnât stop pushinâ till they broke the mold.
Didnât die young but they didnât grow old, as well.
Then they grow mental, and the Southern belles.
Sittinâ outside the gates of hell,
Lickinâ their lips because the .
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