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a top notch pro 
 
Is it wrong that I wanna watch you
Get on top to
Do those things that your friends told you not to
But you don't give a f
You don't

a top notch pro 
 
Is it wrong that I wanna watch you
Get on top to
Do those things that your friends told you not to
But you don't give a fuck
You don't

climb up on your big green tractor
Hotter than the sun sitting high on the pasture, hey
You got me worked up way you work with your shirt off
When you get

Caught sight of a UFO
Body snatched by a UFO

Went out in the dark had a feeling seemed right
In the distance you saw a strange glowing
Pretty blue

you’ve done things that we can’t undo
Don’t be hittin me up askin if I’m selling two
Got a list of shits that’s wrong with you
No job you’re lazy only sit

Dusty old farmer out working your fields
Hanging down over your tractor wheels
The sun beatin' down turns the red paint to orange
And rusty old

crystallized no diamond
My style on needle point, like my attention
Focus is a matter of energy's direction

Headphones on, instrumental blasting
Last thing I

A stranglehold on the county drug trade
But, all good things must come to an end

Barns full of old combines and old tractors
Thirty year old beer cans line

have lots of sex, sex
Oh yeah baby
Oh yeah babe
You know it
You know we're up there (I drive a tractor)
Dude white people fuckin-
(Unintelligible)
They

overpriced colleges
Tax breaks and some interest free mortgages
Forty acres and a tractor for farming it
Pharmaceutics yeah we know that's some poison shit

I got my gun and my Bible by my bed. Trucker's hat sitting up on my head. With a chrome grill and seventeen inch rims. Good Lord can I get an Amen.

Every saturday watching college football

And that's just the oklahoma way
Wouldn't trade it for anything
Loving life more everyday

Giving out tractor

She found love in Minnesota at a lakeside bar and grill
In a girl from Oklahoma running from her family's will
And it's fate or just by chance they

hair, grow our crops and make our food?
I know it's not gonna be me, I am not in the mood
To hop on a big green tractor like my name is Jason Aldean

old tractor
In my small wonder filled hands
As together we rode gallantly
Across his precious land
There was always time for a story line
When

Welcome to the koala tape by Young Deshi
Every beat was created on Young Deshi's iPhone
Most prolific, contract killa with no provision
But my tape

on yours
I see red
Didn't guess redrum
Spells murder backwards
Yea tact words
Yea Jack hurts
Yea Shelly Duvall driving a tractor
Over that bastard
Inflicting

the pasture
Now it's time to harvest, DUI up on the tractor
Had to let things blow over, now I started motor
Windchill advisory, I'm feeling colder
Surrounded

server i play
I Get banned? (No skills just hax!)

(Let me be real bro, i lied. Im broke)

I make a Song everyday
Making pennys a week
Tractor never gets

So call the boys up.
Call the girls up.
There's gonna a party tonight
We're gonna drink a little Rum, have a little fun, telling stories by fire light

pick it up
She walking by my side so she lost
Trade in my life for a higher cost
You not living you a dieing boss
We are in town wit the back up
More

I'm the furthest thing from human being  the universe has ever seen 
My body came from outer space  delivered  by a  tractor beam
Xenomorph acid face

it ain't no thing
Riding on my tractor, I ain't never gonna change
Big Hoss boss like a video game
I'm Big Hoss, yeah I'm Big Hoss
Special recipe for

heavy stream
Just like im stuck inside a tractor beam, but I'm not
and maybe my shine is the only thing, that I've got
Stardust on my body, why do I get