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Brad Paisley Christmas (Brad Paisley) · A Country Tribute to Brad Paisley (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Brad Paisley Christmas (Brad Paisley) · A Tribute to Brad Paisley, Vol. 1 (The Country Dance Kings) · Pickin' on Brad Paisley (Pickin' On) · Karaoke Gold: All Songs in the Style of Brad Paisley (Dolly Parton) · Pickin' on Brad Paisley, Vol. 2 (Pickin' On) · Tribute to Brad Paisley (The Nashville Tribute Band) · Playlist: The Very Best of Brad Paisley (Brad Paisley) · A Tribute to Brad Paisley (The Country Dance Kings) – and 90 other albums »


Slick shit man that's all we do hoe
That little homie let me talk my truth
Made an Instagram for my cat
And my cat doesn't even rap
And got more
The girls all dressed like Kathy McGowan
Wearing make up by Mary Quant
The boys all dressed in velvet hipsters
Pointed shoes, high bouffants
You don't see Brad Paisley sugar footin' like James Brown
(Hey I want to get in too)
Even the Dixie Chicks got their groove on and Earl's dead
But if
WHISKEY LULLABY
Writers Bill Anderson, Jon Randall
RECORDED AS A DUET BY BRAD PAISLEY AND ALISON KRAUSS

She put him out like the burning end
Eighteen hundred and eighty five
Is a year I remember so well
When they drove old brad into an early grave
And sent my mother to jail
Now I don't
In world news today officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan alias Scarface must be stopped 
After being monitored by secret service agents for two
'Cause I love the eay you look in

Them Jeans

Jordache,Sasson or,huh,Calvin Klein
I gotta put on my shades 'cause you're makin' me blind
Don't even know
Yo, what's the deal, nigga?
Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that
Trynna get our head rights, get this money right
You know what I'm sayin',
forever') I know baby, I hope it ('last, forever')
So I, took off my paisley pajamas I got from St. Thomas
Yo, I love you so much, so let me pay homage
And if
Yo, what's the deal, nigga?
Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that
Trynna get our head rights, get this money right
You know what I'm sayin',
In world news today officials agree that rapper Brad Jordan alias Scarface must be stopped 
After being monitored by secret service agents for two
called me Black Stacey.
I never got to be myself 'cause to
Myself I always was Black Stacey, in polka dots
And paisley, a double goose 
And bally
a light weight
But if it gets 'em into the bed, then that's OK
Cause when I get them, I'm doin damage to that pussy hole
Not only do I fuck the body, but I
her in my room,
She didn't even stay past two
Could have been Belgian, could have been French
Could have been Dutch, I didn't get a chance
To get
not even by a bad soul
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit, yeah
the pot to boil
Man I can't wait to see your rock from ?
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring brad jordan to life
Sat
the pot to boil
Man I can't wait to see your rock from ?
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring Brad Jordan to life
Sat
to the house in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers
And Iron Chef just season the salmon
It's coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad
I'm
yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth
Stare into the sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get
pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a too
Stare into the sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light
which one a you hoes wanna jump
If you got static, then get it off your chest punk
Cause I ain't bar none
If you're feelin lucky then go ahead and get cha
hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try
we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth
Stare into the Sun, they try to copy
Let your
got a band
Got a number for a name
No name on the visa, no card get accepted
Now I'm forced to a man
Murder raps, where you from?
Put the nigga
which one a you hoes wanna jump
If you got static, then get it off your chest punk
Cause I ain't bar none
If you're feelin lucky then go ahead and get cha