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Well, good evenin'
Don't that sun look good goin' down
I said well, good evenin'
Don't that sun look good goin' down
And don't that ol' army cot
Rolls buy them tailor made clothes how long will good times stay
A poor boy ways and hard time days just six strings away
[ Guitar ]
I met a girl bout
to get chose tonight
Ridin' my leather and wood, hey
Hit the door I feel dynamite
And all the fly girls lookin' so good, choosin'
You choosin' that [Go
the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell you we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me
To trade in some emptied out spaces
For some speeeeeeed
An that good ol' American Dream
An
She took her first release
On the back seat
Of a 1961 black V-8
Aunt DeDe, whoever
Aunt Falma, Uncle Roy we stuck together
A year went by and I could walk y'all
Moms got that good ol job at city hall
She probably
(Baller)
(Shot caller)
(Twenty inch blades on the Impala)
(Call her, gettin' laid tonight)
(Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike)
(Happy
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought oh good Lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
the green light
This ol' boy feeling love for the first time
You're spilling your drink in the bed of my truck
Swinging your hips when the radio's up
good-bye at the break of dawn
As his bus left out she cried
With him standing by her side
That ol' wind had once again found it's way home.
Someday he'll
She said I married money, I'm used to wearin' pearls
But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good ol' boy's girl
So tonight I left those crystal
She said I married money, I'm used to wearin' pearls
But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good ol' boy's girl
So tonight I left those crystal
a big ol' dripping hog
Teacher walks by said fuck 'em flip 'em off
Quick first step cook 'em like they chicken stock
Breaking ankles when I hesi-, step
They ran right over Amadie's vocal cords
Good old boys in a good ol' Model T Ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
To the other side and he
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought oh good Lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
ol' boys getting autographs
In Cincinnati, I know you heard
I got fined for the cuss words
It's true, baby, so so unique
Might slap your man
dues
And it's the rules that I play by
Carry the team like I'm A.I
I used to cook rocks, and hit the block
And gun in the bushes, and money in my
gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in
sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good
[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood
Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way?
Love's in the air tonight
You can bet you make this ol' boy's day
Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way?
have a home
But my soul dwell in a mansion
Faith got me living risky
Boy, i'm good with taking chances
To my independent artists
Yeah, I know the road is
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lotta whiskey
In the pub where he way born
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Way married
to toast the boys again
That local band is back in town
They got a kinda minor league sound
They're not that bad, they're not that good
But all in all
a fool oh but he don't care
We're just ol' friends having good time laughing, getting along and loving our life
CHORUS
Well we're good good good good
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