Lyrics:
with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a Midwest run
As three sad faces gather 'round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin'
with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a Midwest run
As three sad faces gather 'round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin'
an eighteen-wheeler
And he's off on a Midwest run
As three sad faces gather 'round momma
They ask her when daddy's comin' home
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
To be livin' and dyin' in three-quarter time
And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come
To be livin' and dyin' in three-quarter time
And it's dance with me, dance with me, Nautical Wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come
three feet of paper and a family of four.
Morgan wonders why his wife is so slow, blames his wife for his slow love.
He shakes his head as he climbs
When I was two, my dad gave me a Three-Wheeler
c loud, creaky vehicle, that they called The Squealer
Up and down the road I'd go
Oh, how I loved my
tequila, vodka, tequila
Captain Morgan, vodka, tequila
3h27, j'rentre chez moi, j'crie dans la rue "aidez-moi"
J'pense à mon père tous les soirs,
a tour? Let's see
I've got floor-to-ceiling windows and a cabin-style mansion
Bucks, bears, trucks, boats, tires, spares, four-wheelers
Three-wheelers
Mane I'm rollin' like a 18 wheeler (Bum Bum)
Turn't up bitch I'm on them fuckin jiggaz (Goin Dumb)
Throw me back, throw me back, throw me back (Throw
(later)
The hoes will come later (later)
Tryna’ pop off at twenty three call me Jordan
Trying to get rich quick so I can live free call Morgan yeah
Call me
(Yeah tell'em)
Tell that I'm doing OT
(My crew)
Mixing up that Morgan real smooth
(Smooth)
Tell'em there's a party in the Wood
What's good?
VERSE 3
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Space dyal lah fine ma mchiti
Nkouno anawyake kima bghite
Fwesste bire ghare9 Blille
Men la vida mlite
Captain morgan wcamel
Tale9 mzika wmkemiha
at the party
No feud, Steve Harvey
Next thing that I'm whipping
Two wheeler, not a Harley
Dripping up, watch the clock
Designer what I rock
Three for three so
Morgan Wallen's music, we'll never outgrow.
In this southern state, where the stars align,
We got LeBron James, making history in his prime.
(Verse 3
Wockhardt and Hi-tech got Morgan Freeman lean
Hundred bags of za collard greens you already I'm a money machine
Twenty k on my VVS grill go bling
Run
He's got a sunburn on his left arm
From hanging out a Peterbilt window
Got a wife and three kids on the farm
He's driving just as fast as he
keeping it real but all this Morgan I can’t tame
It’s been taking control, now I’m just mumbling again
Taking shots after shots, I’m out my mind I killed my
We're drinkin' down at Rounders, 'bama sorority
Girls be nineteen, can't get enough of me
Reposado, we're drinkin' twenty-three
Dancin' till three in
Possible three
Don't wanna think about you
Stuck in my head
But I pretend
That we can still be friends
Whisky is strong
We get along
Morgan is
Dunk on N like Jordan
Freeman like Morgan
Sixteen bars will make you hover
Saw this blade and he shaked like Nokia
My G's on coast po vin me Rovers
sea
I will still be there after 3
Together we will fight our demons
Just like Morgan and Penelope
When anxiety starts kicking in
You take my hand
You
a bobble like di berita weh wobble
Man a killa (3 times)
Use u skull a
s a plate fi me dinna
Doh curve me valley orange veela
No play like Adam wheeler
don't you get back into bed
Reasons to be cheerful part 3
1 2 3
Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly
Good golly Miss Molly and boats
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