Lyrics:
a little loose, you can move that
Move that, ah yeah
I'll take you dancin' in the country
Levi's in them low beams
Spin you in some red dirt
Sweep you
cut a little loose, you can move that
Move that, ah yeah
I'll take you dancin' in the country
Levi's in them low beams
Spin you in some red dirt
This ain't no old town country road shit
What it is
This that shotgun a beer with ya bros and the hoes thick
Yessir
Pass that Jim Beam (Yeah pass
Ray beam station, beside yourself
Keep me out of country and the word
Deal the porch is leading us absurd
Push that, push that, push that
Ray beam station, beside yourself
Keep me out of country and the word
Deal the porch is leading us absurd
Push that, push that, push that
then it seems
Now I'm out the country following the Light Beam
I say on the way
I could not have stayed
Now I see her face I ain't slept in couple days
start the fires with gasoline
Sonic eyes and a fifth of Beam
Country boys did country boy things
It's in our blood, in our veins
While we're bendin'
I'll go blindly
Into the high beams
Country road
State highways
And straight lines they
Wont confine me
I'm not alone
Closing my eyes
Rounding the bend
leads to you
Come find me
I'll go blindly
Into the high beams
Country road
State highways
cnd straight lines they
Wont confine me
I'm not alone
LIKE SAWED OFF BLUE JEANS, CINNAMON DREAMS|THEY GOT MORE BITE THAN A BOTTLE OF BEAM|COUNTRY GIRL LOVIN' ON ME OH YEAH, OH YEAH| |CHORUS| |LET ME ASK YOU
some widower but mom's never home
Bcause the bars a better time than that sad shit show
Take me to the country no satellite beams I want to run
Turn you to a pack
Green, Yella, Red, Act
Dooleys, Demons, Hemis, Scats
Carbins, Glocks, Beams attached
Country Boy shit, Know I'm into all that
Yeah,
A cottage in the country built with real wood beams
There's a baby in the bedroom, he's starting to scream
She holds him though he probably won't remember
keep eyes closed
When you flip the streets
Never went head-first
Got my guided beam
Straight country dude With a South view
So don't think about playing
the hell this Glock black
But it got a green beam
Real country nigga
Cook me fried chicken and string beans
We be over everybody
We the fuckin winning team
A cottage in the country built with real wood beams
There's a baby in the bedroom, he's starting to scream
She holds him though he probably won't remember
Breeze slipping through the window screen
In the backyard in my bare feet
Country music from a radio beam
Adam swinging out in the yard
I remember when he
lost my mind
Moonlight beams
Dancing on the country leaves
While I try to stay alive and free
Headlights out black mustang
Gainesville sheriff on my tail
Hillbilly helmet, every country boy's dream (I must be dreamin!)
She cooks like her momma do, hammered drink Beam (Beam!)
She likes to leave her boots on, I
Country nigga fly country nigga fly
Country nigga fly country nigga fly
That country nigga fly
That country nigga fly
I'mma boss hog riding hazard
Country fried, baptized in gravy
I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya
No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road'll get you home
Back in the day he was outta control
Need another standoff but his music ate y'all
That's when me and fat Steve got that handle of beam
Drank that
the floor on one shot of Jim Beam
She's a real low maintenance, country music beat driven, honky-tonk dancin' machine
There's a guy on every
I'm an outlaw from the south
Got country in my mouth
I'm looking for good lovin' all the time
I got outlaw in my bones and Jim Beam
In a lot of my
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