Lyrics:
Written by George Jones and Darrell Edwards
In the papers I saw you this morning
You were lovely, dressed in your wedding gown
And it said you
lives lost to the Coronavirus pandemic”
“I can’t breathe, officer”
“Nationwide unrest following the death of George Floyd”
“Takes a heck of a lot
been shot by cupid
Am I gonna stop, think not that's stupid cuz . . .
ooooh
Im in love
Im in love
Im in love
Im in love wit chu
[And there aint nothing
be George Jones sometimes Charlie Pride
But all I wanna be right now is with my baby tonight
[Chorus]
You know I can't complain (I can't
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
I come from Memphis stuck off in the trenches, im dodging the shakers jumping over fences.
I sin on the daily praying for forgiveness, do dirt by
squealin' (fuck you rats)
What more can I say, just kill 'em
Fuck 'em, the gun bust 'em, we just knock on wood
Now is this under-stood?
I mostly George
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Nowy merch wiózł mój samochód jest w naprawie
Klasa C all black tapicerka krem
Ile dałbym by zapomnieć motor 1.8 L
Fituje flex nie udaje Niemca w
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
the light and living, people, this is my new religion
I am drifting, do you mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Touching the divine (Drifting, drifting)
When I close
and stick to make you jones get thicker
What you want to do man?
(I can feel the funk) (I can feel the funk) (I can feel the funk) (I can feel the funk)
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
do it fo the fans cause they love strange music
And its really gettin close before I'm throwin up the deuces
I just did a three album trilogy, george
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like F hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like 'f hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
who know me
Very well are like
"Are you sure you're ok?" But I
Really am i've never been
This happy i'm so proud of
This album i'm proud
Of myself and I
the song
No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great
I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate
Webb Pierce invites
got no one, then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
[Chamillionaire]
Niggaz was throwing
George Jones & Verm Gosdin
I once held that someone special, didn't have to let her go
I just stood back and watched my future pass
And for
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Why the fuck you callin' my phone
You know that I ain't at home
I am alone sitting on top of the throne
Bitch I'm in the zone
I
album
Make I drop am today, make dem see say na loud
I'm coming for the things that I couldn't achieve
I reached out to some people but they told me
the same who I once was before
Know I'm not curious you can't call me george
Baby I was serious my knee was on the floor
You made me so furious when you
doubles for Davy Jones
(And he got beaten up by Brian Jones)
He's so amazing you should see his walk
It just screams "Get in
There with the pop-stars!"
holiday.
We catch up with our three cowboys one cold
December night huddled around the camp fire.
How ‘bout we sing some holiday songs?
Yeah, hey George
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