Lyrics:
Willie Nelson
Where's she from
Y'already know it's Texas
She's a bad girl
Got a 38 special underneath her pillow
She's a bad girl
She's a lone star
She can
Willie Nelson and
Swervin' in your lane (Stomp)
Jason Aldean, I make the girls go insane
(What up?) you ain't been to the country?
That's a God damn shame
like a Chonged Willie Nelson
Hip hop, I can never let you go
T-O-N-E on the mic flowin' like a pro, yeah
Yeah, Rick-E
Elementary, y'all
One bar, two bar,
team sippin Liquid, no Cdew
Smokin up to my Limit, no Maximum
Making moves wit my hair, like I'm Esfand
Smokin green in a bus, Willie Nelson
Farmin gold
a country nap, ima snore
Ima strong texan, abs on my core
Like im Willie Nelson im going on tour
She sexy Stallion, good christian girl but she a whore
Willie Nelson
To fumando mais que um Yankee
Nessa tesk você não me pega
Red spot ta na meta,
Hit preciso como arco e flecha
Se for a hora de acertar
Elvis sang Willie Nelson
On the day that he died
"Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain"
With the pain inside
Took his pills and he went to bed
Heart
singing Hallelujah and Willie Nelson songs,
Preacher said it was the best dang picnic,
That the baptists had ever thrown.
Tequila dries me out,
I can sip moonshine for indegestion
I can ride the Clydesdale like Willie Nelson
Might have to camp at
Three white bitches in the mountains
Wilson
to H.E.L.L.
For R.E.A.L. let's go!
We drinking like Hank Williams and smoking like Willie Nelson,
You betta try to hire Van Helsing
Or a monster killa homie
U.S.A.
There's a lot of famous people but you'll never get to meet them
They put Willie Nelson in the Wax Museum
Welcome to Nashville
Welcome to Nashville
write me in a melody
Is it rock-and-roll or Motown soul
Or Willie Nelson off the beat
If you were writing a song about me
Yeah I've got questions
'Cause
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
how about you?
And I rolled a joint for Willie Nelson, how about you?
And Marlon Brando sent his regards to me, not you!
That's right, Leonard Cohen
pegged him, Al Bundy
I'm riding with antique silverware on the lunch tray
The road, Willie Nelson, you baby boy, Melvin
Up in hell, but it's cold tryna
You were working in that Willie Nelson record.
You took us to the fifth avenue bar
It might have been the greatest night of my life
It might
a double-wide
With the Elvis Blues, darlin'
And be yourself
That's what you're good at
It's all that matters in the end
Well, that and Willie Nelson
and old
cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before
To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip
cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before
To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip
cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before
To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip
cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before
To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip
wrestlers gone stretcha Flex up ya aggressive
New tesla, Baretta slice your lettuce
Go coo-coo across your melon
Yeah I smoke like Willie Nelson
Nothing less
And what you speak, You gon' be bleedin'
A half a million on my neck
And I got every piece from
Remember I was on the road
Willie Nelson on the phone screen
doing, is from my old record
They bought my album, for $8.99
Studied the style, then wrote they own rhyme
I don't mind because I'm here to show
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